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 Feb 2019
FreeMind
You cant escape reality
When it hugs you like a casket
Ready to burry you deep into the ground


-FreeMind
December 1, 2018
#67
 Feb 2019
Tony Anderson
Frogs, toads, and Lily pads
Magic mushrooms in the land
 Feb 2019
Pagan Paul
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Dust hangs in the still air,
caught by a shaft of light,
shiny sprinkles float serene,
in space a string-less kite.

A particle catches the eye,
playing tai-chi within a ray,
the stationary free dance
of a mote at indulgent play.




© Pagan Paul (25/12/18)
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 Jan 2019
Keith Edward Baucum
Pride: The elected commander of the sins.

Cruelty: The daughter of Envy and Hatred.  Cruelty is the sister of Anger.

Wisdom: The elected leader of the virtues.

Harmony: The name of the country where the virtues live.

Tranquility: The capital city in the country Harmony.

Glory: A city in the country Harmony.

Humility: A city in the country Harmony.

Love: The wife of Loyalty, the mother of Kindness and Justice, and the older sister of Truth.  Love is a humanitarian and a healer.  She is ***** by Hatred.

Loyalty:  The husband of Love and father of Kindness and Justice.
Loyalty is a soldier and a warrior.    Loyalty gets justice for Love after she is ***** by Hatred.

Kindness: The daughter of Love and Loyalty, the sister of Justice, and the niece of Truth.

Justice: The son of Love and Loyalty, the brother of Kindness, and the nephew of Truth.

Lust: The wife of Greed.  Lust is a **** and *******.  Her husband Greed is her ****.  Lust has an affair with Hatred.

Greed: The husband of Lust.  Greed is a ****, gangster, and corrupt politician.  Greed is Lust's ****.

Faith: The wife of Truth and the mother of Hope.

Darkness: The name of the country where the sins live.

Chaos:  The capital city in the country Darkness.

Hope: The daughter of Truth and Faith.  Hope is the niece of Love.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum.
 Jan 2019
McDonald tsiie
when i saw you
i turned a blind eye
you were talking i listened
my ears anxious, craving sound

i think you have beautiful voice in accordance of your intriguing appearance the day had to be embraced with a hug

holding your hand became a sacred dialect that made sense
 Jan 2019
Poetic Eagle
I have always made poetry my safe haven
But it always betrayed my conscience
Because l thought you would always be my shield
How can l keep the promise now when you the cause of the grief
If l came, will you console me with more pain
Though you make me forget my sorrow you  always adding more tears
Now tell me how l should keep my words when all you do is give me painful happiness
An imagination forever
Always found solace in my brokenness
Lol Quite unique
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