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 Jun 2017 witchy woman
leolewin
Fluffy clouds float over head like the smoke dancing out of the captains pipe.

The ship slices through the waves, uninterrupted by the uneasy water.

A curious contentment captivates the captains thoughts as he smokes and ponders - his mind getting lost in the infinite blue.

His lips silently rehearse the vows for the women of his dreams - 50 years of life and this is his first encounter with a love stronger than his affection for the sea.

Smoke shapes resemble the eerie weight of the night.

A tempestuous wind starts to whirl. The concerned captain barks orders at his crew - they begin to batten down the hatches.

Colossal waves swell, this time the rocky water is not so easy for the aging ship to over come.

Swaying side-to-side the boat starts to wane.



The crescendo of the captains career is concluding with a storm unlike ever before.

Serenity turned to chaos in an instant.


Crashing, screaming, smashing, screeching - the ship is in for a fight.


Water mercilessly pours over the boat’s side rails, invading ever corner of the ship.


Slowly, slowly, they start to sink.


Screaming prayers won't save them now.

The captain’s quivering lips silently rehearse the vows  he will never speak.

Slowly , slowly, they continue to sink.
Blind sided

Literally
In the blink of an eye
In the whisper of one word

You can lose everything
Without seeing it coming

With or without a warning sign
Somebody can leave you  behind

But thats the risk we take

Is it worth the break?
#love
 Jun 2017 witchy woman
Roisin
it wasn’t love
rather lust
a gentle hand
a breach of trust
a quickened breath
an easy lie
a dance with death
a hard goodbye.
 Mar 2017 witchy woman
wordvango
of a sandwich a smoke a beer
at the end of a hard day
a word of praise
a smile from the world

cognizant of the real world
hardness and people's fears
worries
I sit and contemplate

why I feel so god ****** good
getting a Daily
when all I write is simple
heart and feelings and connecting

as much as I might to fellow
humans and their dreams
desires laugh
and try to cry with them

I got rewarded when you wrote back commented hearted
it's more than I deserve to be paraded as the Daily
but it was all of you who made it happen

and I won't forget or take it as my championing
it is ours our dream our sweetness our caring in full view now
the working man
the lone  poet

the songstress alone at her keyboard
a bit of song  a few hellos a heart a word here and there
not a popularity contest
each is equal to me
and deserving

this is your Daily, too
everyone
on HP!
 Mar 2017 witchy woman
Àŧùl
Though my life changed that very day,
Good guitar I can no longer play,
But I have started crawling back there,
And time willing I will get back.
May 7th, 2010 was a day that I wanted not.

My HP Poem #1468
©Atul Kaushal
I am so thankful , for each of you all.
For each of you are a breathe of fresh air.
Each of you bring Joy to my Sou here.
For each of you have Huge hearts too.
That worries about others over yourselves.
You are Loved by many thank you all.
There is not enough time to thank you enough.
For each of you are truly an huge blessing.
Just always remember how much you truly are Loved.
 Mar 2017 witchy woman
wordvango
all the hearts the best sunrises the
firmaments
the stars above
the us below
tomorrow and memory
a birthday surprise
the widest smiles
a handshake
a close embrace
the condolences when you have lost someone
a walk along the riverfront
the willows branches crying eternally
the new child born
the old wise sage
the sweet grape
the sour days
a new moon's rise
a sliver of
the last month of spring with
flowers bloom
the births of hope
I bequest you
all I have ever cared about
and hope it is
enough
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