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 May 2019
Sharon Flynn
Your eyes speak of clarity
intensity of fragrances
poured into a blue-hazel symmetry
infinity peeks out of your gaze
intense fragility closing
then opening eyes to your Spring
where flowers grow and blossom
irises that hypnotize
count the centuries within
circlets that paint with colors
upon the canvas of stunning hues
create masterpieces
with light and truth
behind the beacons of baby blues
wellsprings of knowledge
smile within a blue smile
frames almond-like
around blue velvet orbs
pictures flash inside
let us know who you are today
and what you might one day become
Contest to write about one of 13 sets of eyes of the hosts of a blog radio show.
 May 2019
Gidgette
Walk the wild with me,
just for a bit,
please
Let the fall coloured leaves,
crunch
beneath
our bare feet
May we,
for just a while,
exclude all the world?
Can you hold my hand,
let all else
Fall away?
Will you walk the wild with me?
Atleast for a day
search the stars for secrets,
trace ancient paths
maybe hold my pen bent hands
and let us forget what we don't have?
Walk the wild with me,
Please
~AGB
 Apr 2019
Sarah
I scream
But a world of deaf can not hear
A wail so loud piercing the night
Excruciating pain tearing at my heart
But a world of deaf can not hear
I bleed
But a world of blinds can not see
Crimson red, staining the bedsheets
Blood spattered across the streets
But a world of blinds can not see
I suffer
I’m battered and withered
But they choose not to see
They choose not to hear
My bleeding agony and silent screams
My bruised body and burning tears
I’m hurting
But a heartless world can not feel.
It’s for all those who are suffering, and the world choose to ignore them.
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