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 Jun 2013 hello
Raj Arumugam
1
the teacher says
give me a sentence
anyone, quick
with the word
“beautiful” twice…

Angelic  Mike
sings his response:
My father always says,
“Beautiful day, makes one beautiful too”


2
the teacher applauds
and so does the class
everyone’s heart warms to the core;
and teacher points to Wild Danny
“Give us one, Danny,” she says

3
“Oh,” says Danny Wild,
*“last evening at our dining table
my sis in high school
she said she’s with baby
and she doesn’t know who;
and my daddy he said:
'Beautiful…****** beautiful'"
...another online joke that was languishing in foul company, now transformed almost like Angelic Mike would do...
 Jun 2013 hello
Diane
ever sit alongside someone you love
whose face is gaunt and body
is emaciated because her organs
are eating her own flesh
until there is nothing left to
draw upon and her
heart will stop
her lungs will cease
and she smiles at you
and says
my kids are going to miss me
do you still wear a size two?
are you seeing anyone?
you seem happy, i am glad
and you hold her hand
and take a picture
because any minute
she could be gone
and you keep crying
but you have work to do
and old people die everyday
but she is something special
to you
we are soul sisters
i tell her
and she agrees
 Jun 2013 hello
Diane
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 Jun 2013 hello
Diane
the first time we passed in the hallway
our energies awakened
to the presence of a like spirit
it was that instant that you
became my friend
although neither of us knew it yet
a year later, mouths and hearts opened
empathy
spirituality
humanness
and humor
linguistic nuances and predilections
sing with ease and asylum
the enlightenment and
liberation of being heard!
for this, i vow my loyalty
years, miles, and actions
are inconsequential
here i stand
confidante
encourager
synchronicity
how much you have been
to me is fathomless
the who you are, is soil under my feet
your words breathe air into my mouth
your kindness anoints my head with oil
 Jun 2013 hello
Jemimah
...

Disregarding the cold

of Winter

they greet her

opening like little

books of Poetry

smiling petal’d pages

they open

budded curtains

and allow the Sun

To grow them -

Many flowers

Stand and hum

Amazing Grace

...
 Jun 2013 hello
K Balachandran
An aspiring conqueror,
practices the language of victory
in  daydreams;
in nightmares, sees speaking the shameful tongue of defeat!
Between daydreams and nightmares he/she needs to imagine
a world as well as  tongue that speaks gently  to the fellow beings.
 Jun 2013 hello
Tana Young
Lord
 Jun 2013 hello
Tana Young
Excuse me, I must be blunt

I've been on a hunt

At hunt for, love

I've been looking below, when I should have been looking above

Most people in this generation would be disgusted with this poem

But I know where the place is that I call home

God, you are my savior

I'm sorry for my misbehavior

You deserve  nothing but the best

You give me rest

How I love you Lord

You always leave me restored
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