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 Mar 2016
Thomas P Owens Sr
the colors of love reside in you
i am black, gray and midnight blue
sun meets moon at daylights wake
yellow skips along ocean’s break
clouds of black soak waves of green
raise a rainbow briefly seen
my lover dreams in night’s caress
of flower petals and wedding dress
while in the shadows
i sleep content
the color of her love is meant…
for me
 Mar 2016
Melissa S
When I think of you and me
I think of a tree

Sometimes that tree is full
prosperous
beautiful
full of life
So full it reminds me of the stars
Where we sit on a blanket and count them
Where we think they are all ours

Sometimes that tree is empty
Each passing day
more leaves
fall to the ground
Until one day
all that is left is one
Saddened by what it has become
 Mar 2016
Commuter Poet
Birds rely upon trees
Trees rely upon rain
Rain relies upon sun
To warm the oceans
And lift the water

On each other we depend
We are inextricably intertwined
There is no separate
Only togetherness
March 17th 2016
 Mar 2016
K Balachandran
She eloped with my heart,
I am told to wait until dark.
Let the body wait in patience
allow the spirits merge first.
 Mar 2016
Sarah
In a world full of noise, you're the melody.
Just one line. ♥
As always for my love.
 Mar 2016
K Balachandran
She cooks her dishes with such panache and zest,
as if both are  two new  dishes for me to taste,
her dainty waist, arrested my eyes,
then the mind ******, thunder thighs,
all I want is to stick to her all over like curry paste.
wicked mind never would let one rest..to fight or surrender?
 Mar 2016
wordvango
my love when it began to spin to self
gratifying, slap me twice on each cheek
bring my libido back to check
my ego not needing the attention

the hurt gone, just a lonely spot
bleeding, once in my chest
where once I had a
heart not broken

to where in reach of my
callousness once I felt everything
I need your strength
your understanding

your lips to
say you will be there
for me
unconditionally.
 Mar 2016
PJ Poesy
Higher animals than ourselves exist, but they cannot breathe our air and they don't come here for that very reason. They do however keep watch and when needed influence our development. Not everything happens for good reason though, and there are certain processes at hand which will ultimately lead to our extinction. With that will be extinct the idea of God or Gods and heaven and hell and all things man made, except for compassion, which is what the higher beings want and are trying to understand. Evolution has always been controlled by them. They have that set of "buttons." We do not. Really, these are not "buttons" at all but something so foreign to the human mind's conceiving, it is simply better relayed to you as "buttons," or "dials," or "switches," if you will. When the "grand machine, extreme and eventual conclusive computer, infinite circuitry board," have you, is complete which the higher ones are fabricating, the time will have come for pain and sorrow to end and with that will end the existence of earth. These things only exist here, as only the animals of this earth own nervous systems and neurological capacities. The higher ones do not. This is why they are void of compassion and seek to understand it. So I implore you for the safety of our race, the human one all inclusive, and even extended to the lower and lowliest creatures, do practice compassion. For until the higher ones are convinced of its good use, there is no hope. And hope is integral for understanding compassion and ultimately essential for us all. Including the higher ones.
With this I hope to instigate a slight philosophical change. Perhaps it may even reach some hopeful electorates.
Live this Life to love others, to help others.
Live this Life to help others, in all that you do.
Live Life sharing your gifts to help others to live.
Live your Life as if you were going to die tomorrow.
Live your Life without guilt because you do care.
Live your Life through loving others unconditionally.
Live your Life, like Jesus lived his Life here Loving .
Live your Life, because you know Christ loved you first.
So Live your Life Loving others into the Kingdom of God.
 Mar 2016
Sean Hunt
Mary moved ever so slowly
At the end of her years
She was naughty and nice,
And a friend to everyone, even the mice

Her every step a journey
Through the gardens green
Announcing edicts to the mice
Our ‘constitutional’ queen

“I don’t hear so well” she’d shout
But then I did surmise
That Mary heard quite well
Through her wide open eyes

I will miss her glinty glare
Through steely eyes of blue
Her spark, and piercing stare
This queen, I’m glad I knew

Sean Hunt March 13 2016
Mary is a neighbor who recently died after having to move house because of the recent floods here in Windermere, UK.  She was quite old and it may be coincidental, but I suspect the upheaval was hard for here to manage in some ways.  Her life was quite controlled and pleasant before the flood.
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