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  Oct 2019 Traveler
Sue Collins
Did you hear the one about? What’s up with [fill in the blank]? So I walked into this bar…  Holds the mic for dear life.

Sweat full of fear and loathing drizzles down the comic’s back as he takes a nip and tries once again to survive.

The cramped flights, the road tours, the buzzing barflys, the cheap Scotch, the dank rooms, the imitation food.

For one laugh. Even a guffaw. Hell, at least smile, you ******* hicks in your shitforsaken towns in Nowhere, USA.
  Oct 2019 Traveler
Emeka Mokeme
There is always
healing for the
deepest wounds.
The hurts and
the pains of
the heart can
be definitely and
permanently healed.
This truth is eternal,
nothing is too
hard for the
spirit to reverse.
When you yield
totally and completely,
amazing things happens.
Do it now,
when there is
still time.
Tomorrow,
you will wish
you had started today.
Comforting and soothing
is the touch
and feel of
the blissful presence
of the spirit within.
Come and taste,
and see that
the heart where
the spirit dwells
is full of
love and tenderness.
It is invisible
and yet uncommon.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.
Traveler Oct 2019
Good night my love
Alone I lay
The heart grows heaver
With the end of day
A wandering mind
In a maze of rhymes
Gathering poetry
From vanished times
Lovers eyes
Slit the night
A poetic mind
Possesses sight
To see the wrong
In an artistic light
Where the beauty
Of pain sadly ignites
And there a spark
In the dread of dreams
A mirror reflection
Of what could have been
While alone I lay
In my dark room
Rocking and a rolling
And a howling
At the moon
...........................
Traveler Tim
  Oct 2019 Traveler
jeffrey conyers
Can't blame society
But might blame the parent
And in some cases the church avoidance

Daily upon the street, a black youth is killed
Yes, daily
And there are various reasons
Because in some cases they involve the innocence

But does the black churches address the issue
More gloss over it with a light-hearted sermon
Unlike in the fifties and the sixties when the truth was addressed and told

Black male youth killed and all we hear is by the police
And it's true and that more because of the visualization hue
But what about the black male youth too?

Many out passed the time they should be
And many parents not addressing this theme.
But as soon one is killed by another black youth

Many folks are up in a rumble
Offering a solution like that will solve the problem
Youth, need more to do

There are jobs in society
And determination get you ahead
Now, let address the parents

Your child isn't your friend
We hear this time and time again
And gangs hold no purpose in life
Mainly weak males hiding behind the strength of  intimidation
And that's of the members

Blame not the cops for everything
When many parents, uncles, aunts have control.

Cover not for the drug dealers in your community
Even if they in your family

Look within before your blame the outside forces
Embrace the pride established within
  Oct 2019 Traveler
Sarita Aditya Verma
Many days
And the thoughts lay scattered
Never alone, lost, too shy
The words jingle jangle
Sometimes loudly chattered

Many days
Busier than busy
Dizzier than dizzy
Happier than happy
Testing capabilities
Fulfilling Responsibilities

Many days
Work never completely done
Sleep it’s a necessity
And some fun
Walking on the Sun
Haven't posted here on HP, it's been a while and then HP wouldn't let post :))
Glad it's up and working :))
Have been listening to Inna, these days!!
Last line inspired by her song 'Walking on the sun'
Love her music.
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