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 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Akira Chinen
speak to me honestly of pain
and of love
of things broken and cruel
of things soft and kind
give me a glimpse of what it is
that you are under your skin
of the things that can't be seen
in the mirror
or the reflection of blind eyes
show me the song
and the lyrics
and the sound
of the beauty you seek
and the truth your heart speaks
when you're alone in the dark
tell me your story
and I'll share all my lies
peel back the sin of your lust
and let the devil on your shoulder
****** what little innocence I have left
leave me naked and wanting
under the stars beneath your skirt
take me to the heaven of your universe
show me the arch of your spine
under the moon dreaming
of the curve of your lips
pull my heart from my ribs
and wear it around your neck
on a sting made of flame
pulled from a cloud
where lost dragons sleep
whisper your name
in the language of leaves
place a trail of the broken pieces of me
along the path of the mountain
that time has forgotten
and where eternity echoes
and madmen dance
and we need not make a sound
and we need not to pray
and we need not any of our human misery
and all we have to do is listen
as we melt into the rhythm
of a love unbroken
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Gabriel burnS
flying high
swooping fast
climbing
pulling gravity

seeking
lost among the clouds
(frantic)
you among the clouds
where exactly

approximately close
relatively distant
far beyond earshot
and visual

no wings
just me
no dreams
just you
all the way
everywhere

are you moving
looking
knowing if you stopped
you'd fall
and that
would be the end of us

I am keeping my momentum
incessantly in motion
feeling if I stopped
I'd drop
like a stone,
the impact, our extinction
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
phil roberts
When I go to sleep at night
I leave the TV set on
With electric shadows
Flickering around the walls
Not because I fear the dark
Which is a friend of mine
But because silence is a threat
To my drifting vulnerable mind
And the open wounds of old

Silence allows my ghosts
To invade my imminent dreams
Some screaming in rage
As others whimper for love
Creating vivid nightmares
And drenching my very essence
So, when I go to sleep at night
I leave the TV set on

                                By Phil Roberts
Yesterday I died, again,
Like all the other days
That came and went before,

But today, when I died,
I can uncomfortably say...
I died a little more.

Anxiety:

It ***** the life right out of me!


By Lady R.F. (C)2017
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Semihten5
zero tolerance
the sun will burn out
flood drags
storm takes
haul is stuns
thorn shinks

love is pain
blind emotion don't think
the stuation worsens
seems like a fairtayle
every life
witch on the lead role
zero tolerance
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Poetry At Most
She
She was not fragile like a flower;
She was fragile like a bomb.
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