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 Feb 2013 C A V
Daniel Kenneth
One is  forced to wonder
What life would be like
If darkness was eternal
And we lived in endless night
Would love prosper?
Or would hate take command?
Would art flourish?
Or violence reign supreme?
One is forced to wonder about these things
When there is a darkness inside of them
 Feb 2013 C A V
Tim Knight
A leer leapt across his face,
it was not a surf smirk
that rolls up from coral cheeks,
but a snide smile that
surprised everyone there.

Coffee shop stopped and halted,
for this man fell to his knees
and asked to wed,
a girlfriend of small brunette proportions,
whom sat next to him
basking in good fortune.

Golden orbit
of metal bound
and knit,
graced her finger, slipped
down the knuckle,
fused to the skin
as every buckle ever worn.

For these two would make it,
sworn to mourn when the other fell.
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 Feb 2013 C A V
Bluelips
It was like the final creased leaf letting go of its branch in the fall,
and see it dance away with the wind never to return.
It was like the last drop of rain hitting the ground in the desert,
and knowing that this drop would be the very last.
It was like the glittering snow washing away in the streets,
and leaving them slippery and ***** and grey again.
It was like the dying flower in the garden, once so beautiful,
and watching it giving in, knowing its beauty would be replaced.

That is what it was like when you gave me that one last glance.

Once, the leaf sat so proudly on its branch in a coat of green,
with no care in the world on a bright, sunny day in June.
Once, the rain would keep falling, all wet and soothing ,
with pearly drops of hope spreading its moist in the sand.
Once, the crystals of the snow would brighten the winter night,
with its twinkling white embrace so soft and pure.
Once, the flower was bursting, lively and full of joy,
with a touch of grace and confidence, believed to be ever-young.

Once, your icy blue, absorbing stare, would also feel that way.
I'm not very happy with the title, but I just had to come up with one and I couldn't leave it untitled.
 Feb 2013 C A V
Anne M
You’ve always been a midnight saboteur.
From dawn til dusk,
your convictions convince you
but in the honest darkness,
can you be sure?

Your mouth is tangled
by the tales you tell yourself,
cinched tightly--your lips are purse strings.
Since I’ve no confidence with a sword,
will your Gordian knots triumph again?

Too often, you’re enthralled
by the charm of your attic lies,
But tonight,
you’ve finally pulled apart the bad.
Turn on the light and see you’re good.
A work in progress--like all the others--constructive criticism welcome!
I stand above my bed
And examine the damage.
Blankets this way and that
Pillows all over
Sheets tangled up around themselves.
Proof of something that
Only hours ago
Left this place empty.
I take in the rubble
And breathe deeply.
I lower myself down to those
Tangled sheets
And backwards bedspreads
And fill my lungs with you.
I pull them up around me
And close my eyes
And wish for this place to be
The same kind of battleground
Again tomorrow.
 Jan 2013 C A V
Juliet Rasorre
i love when i hear someone say my name
because it's been so long since i've been called it
it's either "hey" or "baby",
"honey", "sweetie", "cutie"

but never "gorgeous", "beautiful"
or just "juliet"

because that's what i want to hear
i'm obsessed with it

so please,
call me by MY name.
 Jan 2013 C A V
Kasey Bailey
As I sit here beside you,
I realize that one of my dreams has come true.
Looking over, I see you sleep.
Breathing, breathing. Oh so deep.
One arm resting over your head,
Your gorgeous closed lips remind me of what you said.
Those beautiful eyelashes rest against flushed cheeks,
In finding you, I found more than peace.

You love me so much—you show it in many ways,
At your look, you should see how fast my heartbeat plays.
Patient, you put up with all my mistakes,
You give, and give, but never take.
I always fall under the intense gaze of your eyes,
And every kiss takes me by surprise.

Your chest rises and falls ever so gently.
I lean over to whisper “I love you”, softly.
Hands so gently, warm and kind,
I love it when they are entangled in mine.
Unconsciously you smile, that crooked, half-smile,
To see that I’d drive for hours. Trust me—it’s worthwhile.
I love the cowlick you worry about
I cannot resist that adorable pout.

You love me more than I can know,
I know this, because you said so.
Sitting on the couch, you thought I was asleep.
Almost—not quite; My eyes closed, I dared to peek.
I heard you confess to me that night,
Exactly how you loved me, and how it felt so right.

You know the extent of my true love,
And of yours now I am so certain of.
So I snuggle up to you and lay my head on your chest
And quiet my heart—I feel so blessed.
It pounds so fast, from my new found excitement,
Just being near you is pure enjoyment.
I can’t help but think “I’m the luckiest girl alive”.
I sigh, a happy sigh, and I close my eyes.
 Jan 2013 C A V
Katlyn Orthman
Ominous winds dancing on my bare arms
Fencing with anger to calm down my heart
Frozen winds help to blow away the harm
Searching for something that tears me apart
Looking through windows opaque with dark dust
Fighting with the curtains to close the blinds
Locking open doors, there's no one to trust
Secrets behind me I rather not find
Wind getting colder, cold I do not like
Missing the heat that used to warm my bones
Two things so different used to be alike
So separated in far apart homes
The parts that are broken are tossed away
In the dark casted shadow it will lay

— The End —