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 Nov 2013 Persephone
Brycical
electric ***** static shocks jump starts the heart into hyperspace pumping blood into the veins of time folding inside and outside and on top of each other like a nebulous star splash comet tail clashes in a warm hug we glow like embers in ashes......

warmth spreads like a slug of whisky in the chest, nothing is expected except it is, mind's eyes multiply like a disco argus tree sees all spheres and dimensions slowing and glowing like aurora auras in dawn smiles like the hieroglyphic clouds we graffiti all over cause we just wanna have some fun!

Aw man, I'm not done. We paint the sky to make it rain good vibrations drinking aqua patience and cheshire cat laughter tartlets I'm ecstatic to be part of this ecosystem with a unjumbled mind flying high in the all-ness of the AUM ONE. Cause we all one, and that's Awe-some. A wonderful warm place with All sons daughters mothers fathers brothers sisters sinners, just humons, 2gether, 1AUM makes words redundant.
1680

Sometimes with the Heart
Seldom with the Soul
Scarcer once with the Might
Few—love at all.
 Nov 2013 Persephone
Morgan
and i've noticed that
every receipt
from every place
we went to together
has a poem scribbled
on the back of it

i guess you just
made me feel
like writing
 Nov 2013 Persephone
Ms J
I lay in the
Afterglow
Gloriously
Intoxicated in the little
Miracles

You touched
I didn't flinch
Your voice came and
Blessed my soul

My hazel eyes
Quickly beamed
Like emerald
Beacons
Lighting up
My heart
Setting it ablaze

Oh Yes!
Old Warrior
I longed for
The simpler pleasures
That your
Hands did offer

I won't forget the
Way your fingers felt
Touching my skin
Like warm water

That first flutter
Felt
As your arm wrapped
Around my waist

The shadows of two
Being one
As the sunset cast us over.

"Trim the wick" You said

After your finger
Passed through
Its tongue of orange
Dipped in the
Jasmine scent as your
Callused fingers pinched the
Dancing flame

I felt.  I felt!
I was the most
Beautiful woman in the world
Before you

Some men
Leave
Marks on the heart

Some leave marks
On the body

But YOU
Left
Your mark upon
My soul
My type written notes informally titled this "the ugly stepchild"
 Oct 2013 Persephone
J Drake
God
 Oct 2013 Persephone
J Drake
God
I have learned, that with truest vision,
You see not the person, but God within Them.
1775

The earth has many keys,
Where melody is not
Is the unknown peninsula.
Beauty is nature’s fact.
 Oct 2013 Persephone
Riq Schwartz
I'm cracking up
Like rotten eggs
Like seven years
Of ****** luck
Like old mosaics
Losing tiles
Spiderwebs
Across my windshield
Sending thoughts
Into the ether
Each one taking
Part of me
I'm cracking up
Like cheap ceramics
Broken, scrapped,
And then replaced.
 Oct 2013 Persephone
Riq Schwartz
I do not much care for poets
We're a touchy bunch indeed
How we validate our feelings
By what other people read
How we dive into our writing
Like a swine into its mud
And we savor every sentence
Like a ruminating cud
How we strike upon the heartstrings
Of the others like ourselves
But we feel so violated
When we're pulled out of our shells
How we make such grand investments
With our twenty dollar words
Toward the inevitability
That our voice will be heard
And we slather on the sentiment
With metaphoric verse
Vindication in our imagery
So beautiful and terse
And I sometimes have to wonder
If the reason we create
Is exclusively attracting
Someone else who can relate
No, I don't much care for poets
Though the blame is not on you
As the simple truth about it
Is that I'm a poet too
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