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 Dec 2013 Caroline B
Devon Lane
In my years,
I have noticed,
writing about the birds and the trees
comes with great ease,
but an ordinary day with pale grey skies,
and flat stale air
is a subject as to which not many care.
A day when birds are too bored to fly;
people drearily roam outside.
When there are too many clouds for the sun to shine.
On such days, us wallflowers seem to thrive.
 Oct 2013 Caroline B
Lindsey Rick
I know they're gaining on me.
Those shadows I run from.
I know their pace is quickly matching mine.

The tread of fear.
The course of pain.
My breath grows heavy.

I once ran towards them.
Chasing dreams, opening doors.
They slammed shut.

And now I run.
Never fast enough.
But I run.

Maybe, one day, the marathon will end.
 Oct 2013 Caroline B
Gossamer
Catch
 Oct 2013 Caroline B
Gossamer
When you are at the edge
tip-toeing along the ledge
and tears fall from your eye
to the ground
two hundred feet below;
I really hope you know
that I will catch you
if you decide
it's time to go
and even if you fell
ten thousand miles
toward the ground
I would make sure to catch you
because I want you
safe and sound.
 Oct 2012 Caroline B
Deana Luna
And I just want to feel your breath
On my neck
And your *******
On my chest
And I just want to feel your lips
On my cheek
Telling me I’ll be okay
When I’m feeling awfully weak
And I just want to see your eyes
Meeting mine
Soft orbs of blue
Too mature for your time
And I just want to hear your voice
Whispering softly in my ear
Be here with me
Be near
I can’t handle this distance
Not only of miles, but of mind
I never could catch you
But god how long I tried.
My friends:
the fire hearted nomads;
the hard headed lunatics;
the kids with lion eyes.

We used to be the roots of a tree;
veins of an ox's heart.  
We used to be free,
but now we've fallen apart.

I said, you said, we said,
"This fire in my heart
is forever," but

naivety got the best of me.
Our fire died - and so - the tree.

The thumps of our ox's heart stopped beating.
Forever lost its meaning.
Comments are appreciated.  

© Christopher Tolleson, April 1st, 2012
 Oct 2012 Caroline B
Sofia Dismus
I think of amazing things
of aliens and secret kings
of far away lands deep beneath the sea
all of these places i wish to be.
A world with chocolate seas, and yummy cotton candy trees
Amethyst mountains and crystal skies
a place where people never tell lies
I wish a place like that could be true
but if it were....
i'd have to get tickets for two.
 Oct 2012 Caroline B
Cooper
Love
 Oct 2012 Caroline B
Cooper
Love is blindness,
Underlying oneness,
Besottedness,
Ineffableness

Desire,
Attraction,
Affecti­on,
Devotion.

Love is
Deep,
Tender,
Sweet,
Infinite,
Electric.

A joyride,
A vine that grows around your heart
A gift,
A journey,
A tidal wave,

Love is passion,
Warmth,
Indecision,
Endearment,
Zeal,
Dedication,
Bliss,­

Love is this.

Or was.
 Oct 2012 Caroline B
Neil Waldron
Here I am.
With a smile.
I really don"t give a ****.
Let's sit and talk a while.
where are you?
Please come to me...
i feel for so few.
Baby cant you see?
what this is.
with us together.
you can choose, my arms or his.
my heart and a feather.
clipped to my sleeve.
baby I'm here!
I will never leave.
as long as u will stay, forever near.

— The End —