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 Sep 28 Wick
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Untitled
 Sep 28 Wick
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Paragraph to paragraph
Reading away from myself.
Drifting from what is needed
Swallowed into a useless realm.
"Mind, get me through the day, will you?
I promise to entertain your earthly bliss."
Yet the more I resist,
A thought surfaces—
How foolish of me
To not treat time a luxury!
So, I pick up my pen,
Bury my nose into the depths of the books
Find my little dream resting on its pages—
Waiting to be read, to be true.
 Apr 2020 Wick
Bryan Lunsford
She's the innocence in my heart,
The dreams I can never capture~

The beauty in my art,
And the words from my favorite chapter~

Though, I dream in the dark,
Aware through all that has shattered~

Where in my heart,
I know, to her, I'll never matter~

With no words, no art,
Nothing hereafter
 Apr 2020 Wick
Walter W Hoelbling
the days of the week
have lost their shapes
they are now septuplets
difficult to keep apart
melting into each other

an endless loop

mornings
     afternoons
                  nights
mornings
     afternoons
                   nights …

difficult to track time
clocks run in circles
history morphs to perpetual now

only the weather changes
nature remains unimpressed
      by our problems
lockdown present history time weekdays
 Apr 2020 Wick
M
lullaby
 Apr 2020 Wick
M
midnight 'til morning
waiting for a reply.
to hear that faint ring--
oh, what a lullaby.
late night talks with the one you care the most.
 Apr 2020 Wick
Isabelle
eclipse
 Apr 2020 Wick
Isabelle
baby don’t be sad
if you are the sun
and i am the moon
for we will meet soon
and it will be beautiful
a beautiful eclipse
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 Dec 2018 Wick
Isabelle
you’re in my dreams
you’re in my head
i got tangled in your arms
i got tangled in your heart
i can’t escape you
i can’t get away
now i’m trying
i’ll run away from you
don’t lure me back
let me walk away
because no matter what we do
i can’t have you
i can’t
 Sep 2018 Wick
Silverflame
As a child, I said hello to poetry;
but I did not know that it would
become my ultimate adult therapy.
 Sep 2018 Wick
Enzo
Seasons
 Sep 2018 Wick
Enzo
With or without me your world still moves,
but mine without you stopped to a hault,
the seasons never changed and the rain continues to fall.
Seasons never changed after you left
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