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 Oct 2020 Shrika
Maria Mitea
Crying
Curbing
Braking
Dry branches

passing storm
leaving silent
bending branches  
hitting darkness
in your windows

I can sing
I can cry

I can sing like the mother’s lullaby
and howl like the wolf in the full moon
I can shake up dreamers in the dark

I am
the wind

the crying
the braking
the singing
the barking

I am the fright
of dry branches
 Oct 2020 Shrika
David R
The rabbit
 Oct 2020 Shrika
David R
It sniffed the air,
Whiskers spiked,
Smelling danger,
Instincts psyched.

Ears perked,
Sensing terror,
Eye still, alert,
Heart a-tremor.

In a twitch,
A flash of white,
In burrowed ditch,
It waits 'til night.

Then, as twilight spreads her shadow,
Rabbit merges from the Hades,
There's a friend up from the burrow,
Nibbling grass and meadow-daisies.
 Oct 2020 Shrika
Fantasio Milian
Shadows of rainbows in the night sky
Crimson clouds bleeding nocturnal tears
Heavenly angels drop like holy rain
As smoke swallows moonlit terrain
The fires of war are feasting
On the victims of contested domain

As the dead rise
And the living suffer their last breath
Masked shadows dance
Unbothered in the face of death

They sing
And shout
And cry
For they know
When the clouds pass
Dawn is nigh.
10:24 pm
 Oct 2020 Shrika
Carlo C Gomez
Our inheritance
is loss

I don't care
about liberation

Freedom is
the ignis fatuus

Everyone's a slave
to something
 Oct 2020 Shrika
Traveler
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
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Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
 Oct 2020 Shrika
dylan
still
 Oct 2020 Shrika
dylan
i wasn't even looking when i found you,
you just snuck up on me.
i wasn't even asking when the universe sent you,
like magic you were suddenly part of my world.
i wasn't even aware that you were exactly what i wanted,
needed.
now
it's been 16 years
you're still here
still magic
i still find peace in you,
comfort.
love.
you still make me smile,
laugh.
love.
it's been 16 years
and i don't want anyone else
i want you
still.
i need you,
still.
LOVE.
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