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In da dark , way for dawn
I sing song
Alone
Way bein ye at
Sing with me a song
Sing . . . sing
Sing ya heart out
Sing cause there is no sun coming
And there's to be no morrow
Dress today to shine
In splendid glory
Come sings . . . sings
With me and mize dreams
While we wait
We can sing
As it's too late
Much late
Much too late
Sings with me
 Jan 2016 Adam Childs
Mike Essig
Love and war
are much alike.
Both are exhilarating,
both frightening,
neither last.

~ mce
 Jan 2016 Adam Childs
Mike Essig
I could never
be married
to myself.
We just aren't
that compatible.

  ~mce
off the roof  
like
rain  
from  
the
gutters
eaves
filling    
with
blue  
berry
ink
i    
taste    
the    
sweetness
on
the
warm  
tongue
of    
pages
before    
they

blow

away            
with                  
my                            
                      
breath                                  
.
SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/16/2016
a great whale breaches
"man-watching"
the pacific stirs
This is a Lune devised by poet Robert Kelly. You are restricted to 13 syllables 5/3/5 in his attempt to tighten the Haiku format in English
Little inexperienced girl
Wanted to eat the world
But it swallowed her whole
It won't return her
Until she's nothing but bones
 Jan 2016 Adam Childs
Poetic T
Yawning
                            Stretching
Tired feet,
                                eyes half open
In need of sleep.
                             Early morning
Darkness awoken
                                     Light still sleeping
Quiet  morning
                          People still asleep
To early
                              Time to rest
Now back to slumber
                                         Now back to sleep.
How I have felt this week first week of nights in a month [YAWN]
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