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 Feb 2015 Chuck
r
Iron Mountain
 Feb 2015 Chuck
r
We still call the homeplace mom's
Calendar in the kitchen unchanged

Two years past
The old clock ticking

Branches tapping against a window
Iron Mountain through frozen rain

Like a silverback
White along the spine
Cold and silent

Strong against another winter.

r ~ 2/2/15
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 Feb 2015 Chuck
Ally
Daydream
 Feb 2015 Chuck
Ally
I've been too busy writing my fantasies
that I forgot how to make you my own
in reality.
how?
 Feb 2015 Chuck
jerely
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02.02.15
 Feb 2015 Chuck
blythe
Oh,' be young or old, courageous or wise,
Whatever you do, whoever you are,
Beware of those souls whose words are the guise
Hiding a past marked with an ugly scar.

Their face may be benign hiding malus
With an altruistic front for a show;
Fragrance of a rose hides a soul callus
Envious heart wanting to take your glow.

Yet, your love and honesty guides your fate
No matter what others would say and do,
Love's the beacon to steer away from hate
Enjoy life and show the world the real you.

When deceptive people spin their charmed lies
*Let not their words fool you, learn to be wise.
Shakespearean sonnet style. Collab with my HP father - Chuck :)
Loved writing with him. <3
When I was still a newbie here on HP, he was the one who taught me different styles of poetry.
©Chuck
©Blythe
 Feb 2015 Chuck
blythe
Morning Drug
 Feb 2015 Chuck
blythe
Every morning I go out with you
To see such a majestic view
Of the sun slowly rising up in the horizon.
Spending my mornings with you
Makes my day complete
You take away all my blues;
We walk and run
Rest for a while to catch our breaths;
After that we will have a grand meal
Making our hungry tummies happy,
You always make me eat a lot
Because I am too skinny.
Being with with you is such a bliss
You do not only put a smile on my face,
But you make my heart smile as well.
You have been my morning drug
That is keeping me each day alive.
 Feb 2015 Chuck
blythe
It felt like floating on the river with a wrinkly skin,
Akin to the corpse burying its sins deep within,
Life was like a gazebo in a dilapidated garden,
There will be reconstruction, if she let go off the burden.

It felt like being struck right deep into the soul
Suffocated and heated with a burning coal
Life has been like living in hell
Thinking she was already in heaven but she fell.

It felt tattered and drained out, limping every step towards life,
Appearing red stains and wounds by a knife,
Collecting the pieces haplessly, relieving the pain,
She wanted to feel the sunshine and kiss the rain.*

It felt like drowing in a vast ocean of depression
Heart suffering from lingering oppression
But her smile never fades away
Getting stronger day by day.
Another collab with another amazing poet :)

Bluestarfall in bold
Blythe in italics
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