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 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
Kevin Eli
Autumn leaves fall
Rain turns to snow
Through the winter until spring
When the sun begins to show
Sitting in a wintry land
and writing this to you.

I did hesitated after win,
but there aren’t no winning,
you recognizes that
far better than me.

I pause after the word win,
each time
when I write about winter,
or anything
that start with the word, win!

I take a deep breath
and then try to finish it
with the rest of the letters.

After all
trying is everything,
so says lots of them.
It's true for me too
especially when adding a try
to win you and to survive
in this wintry weather!
Stepping into the pristine, gentle atmosphere; truth hanging from the intricate crystal chandelier full of endless glow and luster - mischievously placed structure conspicuously elevating wonder
Full of flashing, coruscating shimmer enthusiastically engaging the convivial space; evoking a spontaneous internal unfolding mirroring the perpetual suffering connected to the chosen impeding of spirit’s copious interweaving.
 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
Carolin
She lit the past with a match.
Watched the flames lick the
walls as they danced slowly
then all at once. We'll never be
the same again that's all he said.
Collecting the ash of what was left
and taking my hand to walk over to
the river side in the dead of night. Shut
your eyes and blow the pain away in
the wild winds. This is your chance to
live again and feel your heart beat from
within. Because a beauty like you deserves
to be loved and unbroken. I'll mend your
chest stitch up that precious heart of yours.
And fill the cracks of your bones with
nothing but the purest kind of love. We'll
never be the same again he said as he leaned
down and kissed her forehead. I'll make sure
you never experience anything bad or sad like
you did before we met. Now come on darling it's
almost time for bed. Let me wrap you with my
arms of dazzling gold to keep you warm instead
of the blanket that you just burned and claimed
it dead.* ~
i was foolish to believe that when you touched my skin flowers would grow, my cheeks would blossom and my stomach would become a garden, an orchard, a plant *** on the window sil of a grandmothers kitchen, i should have knew when you touched my face my eyes would sink and my lips turn grey, my stomach would cave in, my ribs make an appearance, my mouth go dry and my legs to become laden with white lines
 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
Wang Wei
I can never see my old friend again-
The river Han still streams to the east
I might question some old man of his place-
River and hills-empty is Tsaichou.
 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
GaryFairy
Yesterday has come and gone
it's getting harder to stay strong
every action, I have owned
every right and every wrong

tomorrow isn't a promise made
and yesterday cannot be saved
another sunset, I watch fade
another day closer to the grave
 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
Liz
sober
 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
Liz
I find it hard to believe
Something so healing
could be so harmful

I can't see why it would matter to anyone
How I medicate with self prescribed medicine
I don't see why you would care

Whats the difference
If I drown myself in water or alcohol
I'm still going to die
I never thought I'd miss something that caused me so much pain
It's not the man in the mirror
that I fear
It's the mirror of the man
that haunts me
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