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 Jul 2017
Poetic T
Pains gauging  
           emotions...

Looking across the room

my pain relief...
when ever in pain my wife is the antidote, just a look soothes me.
Collaboration's implicit excitations explicate expectations
Unity's myriad augurs geomancy's indications
Demagoguery's ostensibly intuitive impetus coordinations
Extravagantly exorbitant panaceas appreciate exaggerations

Prolifically profuse profundity's autonomous gestations
Empirically emulate epistemology's exogamous creations
Intrigue's imperative promulgation's quantum fecundations  
Fealty's ephemeral enunciation's explicit complications

Hypercritically exponential prophylaxis protocol's interpretations
Sacrosanct unary's preternatural predilection's extrications
Eventuation's evocative illuminism avant garde's ostentations
Corrupt costume counselor's indicative explications

Assimilation's synthetic synthesis' ascensional implications
Ominous phenomenon portrayal detinue's integrations
Umbrage ultraism's penumbral platitude's objectifications
Futurity's spontaneous flamboyance's apotropaic expiations
Implicite implement implicate!!!
 Jul 2017
LA Kirby
I was there with her
the day she went to Glory
What a tender moment
What a beautiful love story.

Although she'd been in pain,
it ceased to mark her face
when she saw her savior coming
to take her to his place.

And though she could not speak
I watched her reach above
You could feel His warm, sweet presence
On her face, a glow of love.

And in that quiet passing
from this life to the next
there was comfort just in knowing
with him she'd get to rest.

There's no doubt about it
His presence there was known
He came to care for Mother
and welcome her back home.

He blessed me with my mother
compelled to share the story~
Of the peace that fell around her
the day she went to Glory.
For my mother, Iola.
 Jul 2017
Harley Hucof
She leans closer to me
Kisses me and whisper in my ear

" Stop! Surrender!
  We are one, remember ? "

I smile and look her in the eyes
As i feel our bodies merging to the other side.

Words Of Harfouchism.
 Jul 2017
Jellyfish
Sometimes I leave my computer on
when I'm trying to fall asleep at night...
it used to bother me greatly,
but now it just reminds me of when you were here.
 Jun 2017
Edgar
her heart was heavy
she walked boldly though stumbled to the stationery shop
opened her purse and picked some old coins
"a writing pad and an envelope", she ordered
"can i have the writing pad with a broken heart", she requested
For her heart was truly broken
she chose red ink to scribble words from her bleeding heart
with her paper wet with tears
her world now a mess, joy is now her past
now she is frail and bitter
so she struggled to conclude her letter with a "Thank You"
and her letter was nothing but the memories of a betrayal
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