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Summer heat burnt
raised eyebrow
there’s no water
says the roof’s crow.

Filled are the ponds
dried weeded
forgotten bonds
pleas unheeded.

Everywhere searched
not a drop to drink
feeble throat parched
on the death’s brink.

Pleads the crow begs
I cannot wait
with little eggs
waits my mate.

Weeps my soul
don’t stand aloof
keep a small bowl
water on roof.
 Jun 2015
sunxset
i should've known
love so deep
will pierce so sharp
just what i'm feeling
 Jun 2015
Ryan Frisby
I wonder if the ocean
ever gets tired of being pulled by the tides
if there are days
she just doesn't want to rise
and instead,
wallow in the abyss of her cries?

What about when
her feet are ripped from the shore
though she wanted to stay
a little bit more?

Caught in the fishing line
of time
barely stepping into a moment to play
before it's washed away.

Ever changing are the tides
her heart rides
and it's really no surprise
that's where the magic lies;
in a place hard to find
when she's sinking down blind
but when her face reaches the sun
you'll know it has really begun.
 Jun 2015
Traveler
Shaped by years of worry
My heart is always in a hurry
I can’t help but eat you whole...

Composed of emotions and thunder
My poems will make you wonder
Before they take their toll

But that’s not what I’m about
I’ll never leave a bad taste
In your mouth
Or your soul
 Jun 2015
Traveler
In deep thought
The fabric of existence is explored
Beyond the quantum darkness
The blind spot of source

A jolt of synapse
And the heart is intrigued
But to search even farther
Is an existential gift...
 Jun 2015
Matt
God's son
Jesus of Nazareth
He loves me and you

This life is so hard
You know this is true

A terrible time is coming soon
There is nothing we can do
They have great
Military force too

The globalists don't care
Please be prepared
And pray if you believe

America will not be the same





SEAL MAN UPDATE;WAR WITH RUSSIA HAS ALREADY STARTED -US SERVICE MEN AND WOMEN TO BE STUCK OVERSEAS

Friends and family are going to be stuck over seas, killed overseas and everyone back here is clueless. My nieces husband is suppose to be coming home from Iraq on September 4th, imagine how I felt knowing the likelihood of that is about 10% as she told me this with her young son in her arms. I'm ******.

All indications that I have seen lead to a perceived U.S. ground war with Russia overseas, I know it's bold to say, but this is what I believe, it's happening now via NATO troops, and there are U.S. troops heavily involved. Something like this has to happen now, so there is a reason/distraction from the main reason all these military drills and equipment placement is being conducted, which is the fast approaching planet and its debris tail. The military escalation is offering an additional reason to implement martial law if the race riots/civil unrest does not happen soon. This is multi-faceted, with the primary goal being marshal law. Also, this is compartmentalized, so the troops involved (even high level officers) in this don’t realize this is all choreographed.



From FOX today: "US SECRETARY OF STATE ASH CARTER (he just replaced Kerry for this specific action) ANNOUNCES US is sending weapons, aircraft, commandos and enhanced intelligence capabilities to help NATO defend against growing security threats in Europe". They are letting us know, but no one is paying attention. This is choreographed.



Because of this, I believe a cataclysmic/major chaos event (possibly the beginning of a war) is just around the corner, there has to be a sizable distraction very very soon, before the public, those sleeping, realize what our government has gotten us into and lied to us about. Everyone is believing an asteroid event is coming, it's a lie. Anything resembling an asteroid hitting the earth, is from earth, we did it, it will be holographic. There eventually will be asteroids, but they come later, during what is referred to in the bible as Gods Wrath.



I'm sticking to my assessment Steve. The Popes visit will be on the heels of orchestrated chaos, which avenue of chaos? The avenue the computer program (Jade Helm) picks here very soon. The Pope arriving on the heels of chaos will insure his messages will be heard, and the beginning of the acceptance of his messages. We have several big time alternative media moguls showing signs of stress. These reporters are now seeing that what they have been reporting on is actually fact and coming true, this just wasn't entertainment like many of them were led to believe. Many of these reporters have been made promises and lied too, and they are now finding out they have been used, that is why you see them freaking out, they now realize they are dead once this starts.



Repent and be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth. Pray for your family, friends, neighbors and countrymen.

SealMan..........
when torn clouds bared blue holes
the river brimmed with ecstasy.

it had rained the whole day
and she was bursting in seams
to tell her side of the story
from the many
upon her shore's mangrove.

how the tiger guards her treasures,
prawns and ***** and honeys and woods,

pounces from the saline thickness of the mist
when dream of life is heavy on the gatherer
and smell of death far gone forgotten

rips the flesh cracks the skull open
flows the blood as silent night
carries the trophy for a bony rest
till devoured by her floodwater.

the river knows it too well

the tiger is her lover and loyal sentinel.
The Sunderban tigers prey upon the fishermen, crab catchers, woodcutters, and honey gatherers who venture into their territory, more often illegally, driven by the lure of the wealth in the river and on her shores.
 Jun 2015
Marka Acton
The hurt had been there for so long.
Never seemed to be any reprieve.
All efforts seeking comfort; doctors, medications
Provided little relief.
Certainly not suicidal,
But so very tired, lost.

He was there, she had heard about Him,
The stories could not be true could they?
He was just a man, like any other,
But somehow, different, so much more.
Without understanding; she knew,
He was the one.

He was her grasp at hope.
If only she could somehow get near Him.
He had healed others; forgiveness.
She only had to reach out
And touch the hem of His garment.
Then…a miracle.....the endless bleeding stops.

Matthew 9:21-22
She was thinking to herself, “If I can just put a finger on his robe, I’ll get well.” Jesus turned—caught her at it. Then he reassured her: “Courage, daughter. You took a risk of faith, and now you’re well.” The woman was well from then on.
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
As tis
The saying goes
( forever 27)
I think soon
I'll be forever 27,

Ironically two plus seven equals nine
And nine is mine lucky number
Which nine happens to be the number in all religions
Which means
(Completion)
And ironically me b day is September 23rd... 9/23
Has much importance for me
Especially since this year around that time something big prophetically is coming
I knew this long ago..
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Two amare's
Both for each other hath spying eyes,
Seeing which ones doing which
Yet still in love
On the side...
 Jun 2015
martin
Let me tell you about old Stanley.

He delivered papers six days a week, then on Sundays his round was even longer. At one time he used to work nights as well, as a night watchman up at the TV mast. Getting paid to sleep!

Stanley grew up in the economically depressed 1930's, which I guess explains a lot.

I did a job for him once, and he settled up from a plastic bag of £1 coins he had been hiding under some old sacks in his shed.

He kept a tidy veggie garden, but was reluctant to spend any money on the house. The outside was shabby and the inside was spartan in the extreme.

Everyone liked Stanley though. He was always cheerful with a ready smile and wave. As the years passed I noticed with some sadness that he was struggling with a limp. Eventually of course, he went the way of all flesh.

Now the veggie garden is overgrown. The house is under offer. His boy has bought himself a big new 4x4 and is planning to build a house in Thailand with his new partner.

Well someone had to spend it...
 Jun 2015
beautyshesmear
I was going to do
a clever write
of all the top
songs of our year.

But,
I'm too busy
figuring how
I ended up here...

So,
I'm just going to say.
Hey.

My heart's too big
for words
you
couldn't even mouth
in *****...

Because My mind
is subject
to hand and knee
heaving
to ask if it's
even
ok
to hold the key

To my own thoughts.

Is it
too
much
to
ask
not to be sought
by every
twisted tooth
demon.
and not be
caught....

In my own web of sighs.

Is it
too
much
to ask
to cradle myself into
all their deliriously delicious
lies....

One look,
my soul fries.
Leaving the rest of existence
to eat with a side of catch--
-me-
-up the wall
leaving nails
and hell hounds
on my tail...

This is where the voices
truly
hail...

I feel their hissing
ripping
on my scalp
and spine.

Its safe to say
I've lost my mind.
funny....








I couldn't find it in the first place.
perhaps, it never was mine.
 Jun 2015
poetessa diabolica
What is imagination, but life's
   longing an impossible dream,
a tickling of inner cravings
  as the voice of splendor,
wherewithal's purpose
flourished in veritable endeavors
    of stylistic appropriations,
yearning amidst clouded vapors
  dispersing recognition's
     declaration of id's odyssey,
an idea in transformation
  that which awakens
   substantial sustenance
        nourishing spirit's nature,
  a psychic boon, abstruse or surreal
       motivating individuality's
            creative impulses
           differentiating experience's
       uniqueness mid an ultimate
                  mind blowing instinctive force
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