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We were thieves
That night,
Stealing kisses
In the moonlight,
A candle lit
To guide hands
And hearts

 Jan 2022 Lulu Sarmiento
You were born near the warm ocean,
grew up around there,
With your clear acrylic smile
and sun-kissed blonde hair

I, the winter cold
More north than I can remember,
We met that day you visited,
a brisk chill, that December

We drank and danced,
while the years passed over
Argued and grew apart,
our greatest fears, now sober

My memories of you, once treasured
Now, faded
as sun deprived lands complain,
Forever, jaded
She is a poem of his heart
He never disclosed
In front of anyone.
Three burly sheriffs showed
up at my neighbors
house yesterday.
Scowls on scarred faces.
Tattered lives, tarnished
Five minutes later,
they were walking my
friend out in handcuffs.
He shuffled, head down.
Autumn frowned and the
leaves scuttled away in

Today, the vultures swooped
in, picked the bones of all
his earthly possessions that
littered what was once his
front lawn.
Jackals, and hideous
hyena faced men and
women took the last of
his things.  

Even though he was
arrested, he still
and although they are
free, they die more
daily in their own
private evictions.
I've seen more
humanity at a

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 Dec 2021 Lulu Sarmiento
Fighting the fear
Going the distance
Coming out differently on the other side
You did more than survive
Keeping the passion in check
Until you open it wide or set it free
It's not what you say
It's how you say it
It's not what you hear
It's what you listen to and digest
Know your heart and be true to it

 Nov 2021 Lulu Sarmiento
I want to see myself,
outside of my mind.
Listen to how I sound.
Watch my body language.
What would I think,
seeing myself through,
my own lens.
I can see a wide spectrum,
human emotion in others.
I want to know if I'm like them.
If my reflected emotions,
lack the multitude of colours,
I see in others when passed,
through my prismatic mind.
My absorption lines, many,
leave little to be thrown,
against a wall for admiration.
There is no rainbow splayed.
Only the absence of light,
to be commented on in passing.
 Aug 2021 Lulu Sarmiento
A Piece of Me
11 August 2021

You have the biggest chunk,
I've kept the trash and junk.
Best parts, my heart and soul,
Held for you, kept them whole.
Seems not all the worst is gone,
Tried so hard for very long.
I need your hand to keep me strong.
My heart and soul to you belong.
Every day I do my best, loving you.
Soon the worst will be at rest.
A piece of me failed the test.
(I forgive you)
 Aug 2021 Lulu Sarmiento
I don't get along
with my own rage
mostly I disassociate
rather then engage

Still my rage is in here
looking for a breach
of all my multi intelligence
rage is the hardest to teach!

Let me take a moment
to navigate this maze
there's so much more to living
than some festering heated rage

No one need reminding
rage can be quite blinding
but I am not a complete slave
I will keep my rage
(and off your page)
Traveler Tim
 Apr 2021 Lulu Sarmiento
Everybody tells me
to forget you.
Everybody's right,
but I still
melt for you
Written on April 5, 2021
 Apr 2021 Lulu Sarmiento
 Apr 2021 Lulu Sarmiento
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
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