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 Jun 2016 Phia
Stephan
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*I find the poetry I read
While running through this site
Takes my breath away from me
And makes me want to write

But when I sit to do the same
With thoughts I have to share
I drop the pen and realize
That I can not compare

For here I find so many words
From in their hearts so deep
Emotions put down on the page
Within my mind do seep

Amazing is a word I use
Describing what I see
Every day there’s something new
Right there in front of me

I’d really like to name a few
But please don’t take this wrong
My list would have a hundred names
And make this thing too long

I know that none of you would stay
And read this to the end
So I’ll just say to everyone
My thanks to you again

And now with that I’ll end this piece
So happy to report
I managed to thank everyone
While keeping this quite short
Still too long???
I am amazed at all of the wonderful poetry I find on this site.
Thank you to everyone.
 Jun 2016 Phia
Stephan
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*Music written to
the sound of the rain,
patters of notes upon
slick windowpanes
mesmerizing a day
of reminiscence,
when two hearts
danced between
the steady drizzle

Drenched in the key
of lost moments
playing over and over
in the saturated symphonies
of my mind’s
harmonic sadness
un-tuned melodies echo
through puddles collected
within a cappella fingers
 Jun 2016 Phia
Stephan
Never alone
 Jun 2016 Phia
Stephan
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*Sadness invades
every corner left open
Ears falling deaf
to the thoughts that do scream
Heartbeats are breaking
in moments of worry
Tears on the edge
of a fracturing dream

Anguish now splintered
as window panes shatter
Closing the curtains
to fend off the fear
Still there is one,
hoping you will hold on too
Look in your heart
and you’ll find I am near

Taking your hand,
bringing light to the darkness
Trudging a path
so your feet do not bleed
Lifting you up
when your spirits are drowning
I will be there
in your moment of need

I am not much
just a friend who adores you
Taking your pain
as if it’s all my own
Heeding your call
nothing else it does matter
A long as I breathe
you are never alone
 Jun 2016 Phia
Stephan
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My dreams are
like those stuffed animals
at the bottom of the glass enclosure
and my life is the mechanical claw
that no matter how many times I try,
still won’t pick one up
 Jun 2016 Phia
Stephan
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*Tell me what you’re thinking,
what you would like to read
Any thought that’s on your mind
you'd like my pen to bleed

I’ll write about the sunset,
an ocean by the shore
Or even write you one about
the band aid in my drawer

A poem of a flower
or a fashion magazine
A cat who rips your curtains
and the color tangerine

I’ll write about a lover,
the one who broke your heart
Or pen a little ditty bout
a car that wouldn’t start

I’ll write about the mountains,
a slowly flowing stream
A nightmare that your sister had
while you enjoyed a dream

I’ll write about a comet,
perhaps a shooting star
Something that is very near
or some place that is far

I’ll write about October
and write December too
Halloween or Christmas Eve
either one will do

I’ll write about a forest
that has so many trees
Or a tiny butterfly
just floating on the breeze

A poem on the weather
as rain falls from the skies
A perfect sunny morning
when you open up your eyes

I’ll spill some ink on darkness
as black as it can be
A monster swimming in the deep
beneath an angry sea

I’ll write about affection
those desires that you feel
Twilight with the one you love
and everything that’s real

A stanza of a bluebird,
so precious on the wing
Or even write a poem bout
a giant ball of string

Tell me what you’d like to read
and in a little while
I’ll write for you a poem
with the hopes to make you smile

So now I’ll sit here waiting
for what you might suggest
For you deserve a poem
because you are the very best
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