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 Apr 2014 Amelia
Jack
Sad Existence
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Jack
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Sad Existence


It is a sad existence, that of a poet
with flowery phrases and disguised meanings
Tossing out happy faces like quarters
splashing in a wishing well with no bottom

Painting heartstrings in an amber shade of gold
lingering silver linings losing their crease
in frayed bottomed hip huggers
that are long out of style

Swishing fragrant melodies on starch white paper
collecting lines in neat rows and margin’d desires
lips fluttering and eyelashes batting
well below the league's average

Whispering notions of sheer delight,
tantalizing rapid pulses pushing blood
through narrow corridors finding
locked garden entrances in chained Jasmine

Dreaming dreams that only a dreamer could dream
all the while knowing that when they awaken
pen in hand, ink at the ready
these dreams shall never come true

It is a sad existence, that of a poet…who believes their own dreams
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Jack
Drenched
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Jack
Within my heart resides
an ever wondrous song
~drenched~
in blush tuned daydreams,
oh won’t you sing along
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Jack
~

East to West (and back again)

Not even a voice, merely words on a page,
a welcome, a smile, waiting as I lift my eyes
From slumber, kicking out the last of my dreams,
only to find that they do not end

Orange sherbet skies paint my windows
above yawning tree lines at the end of a dirt road
Persimmon outlined shadows
dance about my walls inviting me to look

I grab my cup, hot but needed, step into my shoes
passing through to morning, taking a sip…
I find more beauty than my eyes have seen,
while birds flit from branch to branch

The air is cool, unusual but so very pleasant,
heated days form in my memories of yesterday,
when cool springs were no match for the flamed heavens…
yet perfection now touches my skin

And I see, before me not a morning, not a brilliant sunrise
but you…your words, your touch, finding me at a distance,
telling me that this day is ours, beyond horizons…
East to west and back again…for the beauty of my day is always you
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Amari Marauder
I remember the night of the blood moon.
It was 20° and you and I were huddled up in the back of my moms pick up truck with what couldn't have been less than 10 comforters..
We sat out there for an hour and a half watching the moon eclipse, telling each other about our favorite books and naming the shapes we thought the stars had made around the moon.
By the time the eclipse had passed we were no more than extensions of one another.. One warm body soaking in the energy of the radiant moon.. One heart.

-AMarauder
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Catrina Sparrow
i watched the gods dip their chubby fingers into a puddle of midnight blue
and finger-paint a sky for the sun to rise in

oh how they laughed
and they danced
and they kissed the forehead of a giggling moon breast goddess

then
     you were born

a diamond of dew in spider's web

that was the day the universe learned how to do her spinning
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Ashlyn Kriegel
He brought me
Some
Hot coffee

And planted me
An
Apple tree

I gave him
Some
Soy milk

And gifted him
A
Fresh leek

Then we watched
The
Buzzing bees
Making
Sweet honey
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Chloe Elizabeth
Missing him is like looking out the window and realizing it's been raining for three days straight. Moments pass by so fast that you forget they even existed. The raindrops are so thick that the faces in front of you are blurred and you start to drown in the feeling that you get when you see him. The feeling that you get when she wears his sweater and when the air wreaks of the cologne on his neck. You try to avoid the wind that carries his voice around your ears but sometimes you hear it even when he isn't around. It isn't fair that he got to walk away dry and you're still drenched in the mess he made of you.

By Chloe Elizabeth
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Luna Lynn
I praise God as I cry
Hallelujah!
Lord I love You!

In my pain
In my sorrow
In today
In tomorrow
In my sickness
In good health
In my debt
In my wealth

I praise God as I cry
Hallelujah!
Lord I love You!

Many friends
Many foes
Many smiles
Many woes
Many successes
Many falls
Many dreams
Many draws

I praise God as I cry
Hallelujah!
Lord I love You!
Amidst my struggle, I love my God. Today. Tomorrow.  Forever. Amen.

(C) Maxwell 2014
 Apr 2014 Amelia
DarkDepriment
6w
 Apr 2014 Amelia
DarkDepriment
6w
Your lips are my pain reliever.
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