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Much fruit
from the
Poet tree
Today
Yumm



Copyright@2019 Dennis Willis
 May 2019 Chantell Wild
Pandaboy
It
was not the reality,
I was unwilling to trace back.
Ignoring the last scene
forgetting where I have been
afraid of fear, surviving in the dark.
Though all it took was a moment of serene.
After all darkness just needs a little spark.
The Poem goes by the name “ The Satori “ , which in Japanese refers to sudden growth or awakening by insight . The poem starts with feelings of pessimism followed by a subtle trigger .. Thanks to Thomas gray for inspiring me to use the word "serene" .
 May 2019 Chantell Wild
River
Novels are about other people but poems are about yourself
-Philip Larkin-
Such creaking of old
                            clutched hands,
  wrinkles expressed
                               mark transient veins of time.

Logan Robertson

4/03/2019
I think as one ages they go up the proverbial creek. The days at the rivers mouth, in it's
longevity, come winding down from the mountain. I see this analogy in nature. I see my hands. The verbage expressed holds two meanings here, regretfully.
yeah you reading this.
If anyone hasn’t told you today,

You’re beautiful.
just once she wished for someone
to give her a reason to live.
she hangs off the balcony
wondering if someone is waiting for
her on the other side.
 Apr 2019 Chantell Wild
Tin
Cause
 Apr 2019 Chantell Wild
Tin
It pains me to see
That the source of joy
Become the source of sorrow
For I thought, I knew better
Better than anyone else
But so I failed
And proved them right
Wallowing in sadness
On my own
For no one knew
And no one cared
The pains it brings me
And maybe, just maybe
In time, it will be fine
 Apr 2019 Chantell Wild
Tin
Spell
 Apr 2019 Chantell Wild
Tin
The first time I fell inlove
I never knew I'd fall so hard
I never knew
It would be this hard
To love and be loved
The happiness
Engulfs you
Leaving no room
For imperfection
Everything seems perfect
But in reality
It is far from perfect
The heart matters
And everything else doesn't
Like a spell
You can't help it
Until that spell
Slowly melts away
And reality
Slowly seeps in
I come to see
What's really in front of me
And it's nowhere
Near from fantasy
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