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Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Only Dream

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Seán Mac Falls

I saw you in dream,
We walked together,
Kaleidoscopic,
Like truly it had once been,
The comfort of always you in hand,
The sun's caress, the open skies,
A secret valley, fields beyond
The first breaking,
Dawns perfection,
Then music, newly made
Played on, seeping
A soft étude of warm drops,
Rain so gently dripping,
The whole meadow began to move,
Yellow butterflies and red winged warblers
Wafting round circuitous, ceremonious,
Soothed in simple harmony,
We made our barefoot way,
Toes in the sands,
Passed lofty streams, came upon
Golden gleams, glens, surprised
By lake shores seams and slowly,
Without fortune, gazed
Into the creaking sadness
Of blue
Reflections.
Suddenly, we slid, fell
Amid rolling tears
Filling our eyes,
And my hands reached
Out into nothingness . . .
Demise,
You,
Vapourized.
I awoke into steadfast
Silence and smoke
Of low, deepest night,
Tarnish taste of sloe
Burn and cold blackness,
Hopeless, banished,
Before the running after fall,
Near inklings of those
Only, once known,
Unblemished,
Hues, fading,
Lost,
Colours.

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

tug of moon

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

K Mae

tug of moon

moon shining proud
                    undaunted by strident cloud
                walling above and below
               as  if  to close the show
          you grant inspiration
a  pulling response
that we may grow heart
expanding to ceaselessly glow.

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Afraid

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Anon C

Afraid

She's preparing her heart to be broken
And why should she not? Is this not the norm?
These beautiful words so softly spoken
Or should she just let go and be reborn

Too late into an unknown world she stepped
The fear is still there but she can't care now
Edge of the horizon, ready, she leapt
It is too late with this she makes a vow

To fight would be madness 'twould be a sin
Regardless it is worth it to let go
Finally feel the happiness within
Take these four walls down and let the love grow

Now despite her fear there's no turning back
God forbid she's wrong, her heart may turn black

I wrote this to express the fear of falling in love and possibly getting hurt. I come back to read this at a later point. Man was I right to be afraid ;)

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

how it is

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Kelly Landis

how it is

no
no
no
the fact that he would look into my eyes
and deny me of these feelings
it makes me want to become unborn
to sink back into my mother's womb
and never re-appear
no
no
no
not another drink
not another wasted word
her eyes wash over, she goes unseen
i watch the night soak her within the light
but her heart is dark
this is darkness
this is death, caught within her throat
caught within her running veins
no
no
no
this can't be it
this can't be me
running off the tracks
he asks me again and again with innocent eyes
why doesn't this make sense?
my answers are silent
no
no
no*
one seems to know

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Realty's Sweet Escape

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Destinee Buckner

Realty's Sweet Escape

The edge of the smooth razor blade grazed my skin
With every small shudder light scar would appear
I wanted to press it into my newly shaven leg
Then the important voice that screamed terrible thoughts would stop
The feeling of regret and sorrow would come to a quiet murmur
Silent screams of the past pain would come to a cease for a moment
Happiness that everyday people feel would finally come to me
How easy would it be to press the blade to in my unblemished skin
To use the slightest bit more pressure to create bliss... sweet bliss
My nails down to the stump would finally get a break
Lighters and scorch marks just didn't cut it any longer
But can I really take the ***** looks from others when they see the scars
Or the tears welling up in my mother's eyes a she tell me hurting myself isn't the answer
Who care what anyone thinks it will make me feel better feel completely whole
Just when made my mind up a knock echo through the bathroom
"Boom, boom" my bleak thoughts dismiss through Jessica's nonsense
I drop my razor straighten myself up and try to pretend my thoughts aren't real
Realty is a funny thing the more the real world becomes the fantasy
The more life seems the trudge on :\

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

The Forest

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

John Thomas

The Forest

Dawn
I awaken,
slowly, to a light cool falling drop of water on my cheek.
I arise from my soft, cool bed of leaves and pine needles.
Gazing through magnificent towering redwoods, I stand in awe.
The night storm has passed and the clouds part.
The last few falling raindrops race to the ground before the sun emerges.
Birds chirp in the distance to bring in the new day.
The air is fresh, crisp
Quiet.
I breath deeply.
Happiness.
Sun rays penetrate the forest
kiss my cheek.
Warm.
My castle of trees has many halls but no walls.
Towering columns
Gentle giants to watch over me.
I walk for miles, barefoot
On a soft carpet of pine, cool beneath my feet
I look up
gentle drops of water land on my outstretched hands
I reach a clearing
The sun is setting, falling asleep in his bed of clouds.
He bids farewell and goodnight, but to return soon.
I lay myself down on the ground beside the Oak.
The root is my pillow
Peace
My eyelids slowly, surely close as I rest.
The mockingbird quietly sings me to sleep.
Sweet, pleasant dreams, majestic forest.
Dusk

-John G. Thomas

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Pomegranate

Nov 2012 Amanda Leigh

Cheshi

Pomegranate

I was never one to run toward
a shining soul off in the distance.

I felt.

Ceiling heavy creeping; my eyes followed the white.

I am not singular.
I am not singular.

The necessity of nature left me dreamy and hopeless. You were my

My amor phora.
And now I feel as if I have no soul worth clinging.

Oct 2012 Amanda Leigh

Wisp of mine

Oct 2012 Amanda Leigh

Mendax

Wisp of mine

Sweet injustice you do to me;
seared your touch on skin and soul,
only to slip from my shaking hands
and leave your breath on my cheek,
your song in my heart.