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 May 2013 Amy Holmes
her
Undeserving
 May 2013 Amy Holmes
her
one day

you will realize

I am everything

you never deserved

one day

I will realize

I am everything

you don't deserve
 May 2013 Amy Holmes
Morgan
Between a shaking voice and frozen palms, I am begging you to shine a light all over this. Illuminate every place from the top of my skull to the soles of my feet that you have fallen out of love with. Just don't breathe deeply & leave me with a half-hearted kiss in the dark again. Steal the shining hope right out of my eye sockets because I'd rather melt wrecklessly into your truth than stand firmly in your lies.
My quarrel isn't with trying or acceptance,

It's with the illusion that everything has to be 'either/or'.

How many colours can we see with these two eyes?

Definitely more than two.

My quarrel is with the fact that you can only pick one of the two.

My brain has more than one, singular thought.

What is happiness, but an immense combination of varied thoughts and memories,

Only a fraction of whose essence can be encapsulated in a scribble of coloured,

Chemical water on a finely ground and pressed piece of tree trunk?
When I was sixteen
I would trade
my allowance
for some feelings
every Friday night.
I'd pull on the strings
and pull on my hair
until I was discordant
and bald and
still in the dark.

I tried hard to see
what they wanted me to see
in country, when it came to metal
I just couldn't feel the steel and
hip hop failed to have
the same effect on me.
When I was a sick teen,
see, that's when I found indie.




What did you think you'd find in the avant-garde?
beautiful, new, perplexing, plexi-glass box
where rock stars go to suffocate
and die
(keep kitsch alive).
Really,
what did you think you'd find in the junk-yard?

Glad I missed the rhythm of those loops.
 Mar 2013 Amy Holmes
Ahmad Cox
There is a master mind
A hidden intelligence
Behind everything and
Whether we perceive or
Not this spirit or entity is
Here for us to learn and to
Grow and to learn the ways
Of the master if we are able
To learn the masters way in
Life even though it is never
Easy it is always worth it in
The end and it is why we
Continue to struggle and
To learn and to grow and
To do it all over again as
We learn a little more
About ourselves and how
To truly live free with love
And complete openness and
Connection with everything
And everyone that you meet
And understanding that life
Is a lot less complicated than
We make it out to be and we
Can live without fear or hate
Or even anger in our hearts
And we can be truly free and
Full of joy and love if we follow
The master the master will show
Us the way to the master's heart
And promise for a better tomorrow
And a better way to live today right
Now and for eternity as you learn
Your final lesson and depart again
To return to learn the lesson all over
I simply just want to be able -
to sing sweet melodies of the morning dizziness,
to swell with the ocean into your grasp,
to wander and to trail your geography with the stars.
But why - why would I be given a time,
if it was only to be so short?
Why did I only get the small glimpse,
of the reason behind my soul's existence?
May the Sun, Moon and stars lull you back.
Subtle at first,
then as swift as the winter winds,
during the chilled autumn days.
May they light the path,
and make your heart glow with the burning fire,
of our longing to be in each other's reach.
And may you find me.
to preach insanity
screaming blanks in the streets
twisted limbs
hang from twisted bodies
malnourished and dangerous
the edge people
they live life
balanced on their tiptoes
in a bathtub
choking on their sins
sins which they didn't commit
an old rocking chair
sits in a wooded clearance
forgotten and mossy
hopes and dreams
stripped layer by layer
until the marrow is all gone
to preach madness
that's what they want from me
to call us mad men
but there's no such thing
there
is no
such thing
 Mar 2013 Amy Holmes
JL
Gaze
 Mar 2013 Amy Holmes
JL
Once I dreamt
The sky was blue and deep
And dragonflies circle
I saw you lie back on a
Green patch of grass
I mean/ there was so much light about you
a circle around you of unbroken golden light
Your features were hand drawn
Shadows vignette And the sun looked +
On your skin



Laughter
Thick white clouds of your laughter
Leak from the sides of your lips
You clap your hands along with the thunder
Imitating the lightning upon my heart
Leap
words of fire burnt into my skin

You stand in the middle of  the river
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        Stags drink from your eyes
        Lighting bugs and bees circle your marble fingertips
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I invite you to the garden
To see the statues
Swallowed by grasping hands of ivy that glow golden in the morning dew
Ask me to carry your sorrow.
Mingle blood with me beneath the full moon
The Golden circlet of your soul
The ecstasy of birdsong at first kiss
We dream as one
She and I
Suns and moons twist about us
The stars gentle culling us to join
In dance and song
We dream as one she and I
The sun
The River
The Grass
The Sky
Our son she holds upon her hip
A sweet song falling
From her lips
Summer June
A garden swing
My heart soars
On golden wing
‘Til autumn sigh
We dream as one she and I
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