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 Jun 2015
Traveler
Drawn like dust into wayward winds
Across barren straits ‘til we live again
These forces that form this universe
Direct our love with unquenchable thirst

My ghost gets trapped between these worlds
As I hauntingly await my special girl
Until we begin again in a time of new
I’ll wait and watch and dream of you

Free will gets lost within this stage
No soul breaks free of true love or rage
At nights I whisper in your sleeping ear
We’ll be together again soon my dear
Traveler Tim
re to 02-18
 Jun 2015
Francie Lynch
I have two T times.
One nourishes solitude
When I sip on the lip
Of my favourite cup.

One feeds the need
Of companionship
As we drive towards
My favoured cup.
 Jun 2015
Mike Hauser
She floats with ease

Through the empty sky

Past the moonbow's bend

Beyond the starless night

In search of tender treasures

She hopes to find

At the moonbow's end

Of cosmic colored lights
 Jun 2015
Amitav Radiance
Look no further
For poetry is within you
Let the soul flow freely
Listen to the quiet murmur
Tranquil, flows feelings
Time is on an eternal journey
Mind maps the path
Life’s notebook adds a blank page
For everyday anecdotes
Let the blood flow happily
Take the nature’s course
Every journey a revelation
Look no further
For poetry is within you
 Jun 2015
Traveler
Wisdom emerges, compassion transcends
Logic refuses to accept there's an end
Life seeks meaning, people seek love
It's all the way down and all the way up

Imagination stirs the ocean
Dreams surpass the sky
Words flow forever
Through a universal mind
Traveler Tim
Re 2017 Jan
 Jun 2015
ryn
Under the grieving moon
we whispered secrets long kept.
Beneath the roaring waves
that drowned us as...
we quietly wept.

We spoke in hushed tones
of promises made to last.
Our cracked voices
melded with the echoes of a time...
of a fond memory in the past.

Water in our mouths
with words we jousted and lunged.
Heard only as hapless gurgles
and inaudible whimpers.
Unparried speculations
unsheathed and then plunged.

We cupped our wounds and retreated
knowing that we each drew blood.
We kissed with our eyes,
broke down walls
and welcomed the flood.

We wiped our cheeks
now smeared hot with tears.
Where did we err?
Who do we blame...
for dishevelled years?

We would never know...
but we must learn.
Time had shown us our mistakes
but our hearts had taught us
eternal love that burns.
 Jun 2015
Traveler
Must we suffer
Past convictions
To retain the
Wrath of light

The celestial condition
Above a world that's right

The will that is given
Skipping shoots and rails
Regress, resume, reintegrate
Until only time can tell

May peace be their inheritance
In the darkness of design
When the fortune of the righteous  
Parallel the mighty and the wise..
 Jun 2015
Paul Butters
I will be,
Or I will not be,
When I die.
The logic goes.
More likely the latter,
But who knows?

The Bard was right:
A simple choice
Between
What is
And what isn’t.

Unless you take the Spiritual View
Or even
Reincarnation.

What might I come back as?
I have to ask.
A lion or an Ant?

Is everything a dream?
Or just some Godly idea
Of a Joke?

The Truth
We Seek.

Paul Butters
The search goes on...
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