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 May 2023 c a r o l i n e
Nylee
I used to climb on window pipes.
Look through the neighbour's side,
Reach around trying to climb high.
I wanted to go into the dark skies
Find the real paradise.

And I am still climbing the staircase
where the happiness begins
but the steps are never ending
my legs are forever bending
the journey, like any, is tiring.
The angels' harps play a sacred tune,
while planets dance around the moon;
In subtle strains our spirits rise,
and leave us grateful and starry-eyed.

Recalling life as it once seemed,
this vision floated inside a dream;
In many days of endless chants,
the angels' harps cause us to dance.

When voices touch each other's hearts,
there's always a sign creating sparks;
And with that strong secure emotion,
then lives connect with pure devotion.

No longer chilled in fears of life,
all folks fly far away from strife;
The added wealth of kinship stands,
as children sing while holding hands.
She was an art,
but she wasn't the type
you'd find in museums
or the type that would
make you feel profound things
in your chest.

She was an art
tucked in hidden pockets
of a faded yellow dress.
She was an art,

slowly sketching herself
out of existence.
Life is a gift
Don’t waste it
Life is Simple
Don’t complicate it
Life is Beautiful
Don’t make it ugly
Life is kind
Don’t make it cruel
Life is happy
Don’t make it sad
Life is free
Don’t make it enslaved
Life is a tree
Don’t suffocate it
Life is dull
Don’t make it sharp
Life is a poet
Don’t make it shy
Life is paradise
Don’t make it painful
Life is love
Don’t make it hate
Life is a poem
Don’t leave it unread
Life is free
Don’t you dare ever cage it.
 May 2023 c a r o l i n e
Grace
us
 May 2023 c a r o l i n e
Grace
us
we dance
a duet
never touching
but in synchronous
we stir
we are strings
we splay
music never ending
thrumming so close
do we sing
the same notes
do we dance
to the same tune
is it just me
or me and you
Love me
Like a sudden death
Like a first breath
With sulphur and sparks
Attack me with your love
Bite me, maul me, smother me
Like a dangerous starving bear
Leave your love on my skin
Like the rain does to island cliffs
I am a woman lost to the world
Lonely and tired
So be one with me
And let me posess your heart
Like carvings on a stone
 May 2023 c a r o l i n e
Tyler
dream catchers,
  dream makers,
    and children of the nation,
enable me to create more - please.
there are fireflies in July, wet grass by May,
  where the monkeys sway in the sky.
Samson and Ezekiel,
    Mary is a daughter,
Moses has his pain.
  Give thanks,
     to everyone and everything;
   especially everywhere.
         Love your neighbors,
   respect their wills, and
respect their testimonies.
I'll love you forever,
   even after I will die.
For dreams- they never stray;
   they won't ever go away,
but they change,
they change in the light of day.
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