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 Jun 2017
gillian chapman
i. my chest shivers with my heartbeat—a hummingbird, flapping its wings.
ii. the first spring sunlight, warm rays of melted gold. light falls like a blanket, lucent, scintillating bronze aglow.
iii. redness on skin, marigolds flowering, blossoming pink scattered on cheeks like stardust. a thousand million comets, light and more light.
iv. warm grass beneath my fingers, sprouting up and growing through my body towards the sun.
v. fields of wildflowers. rosy morning sunrise over ocean. light, light, and light, draping over earth like curtains of amber, twinkling. bokeh pouring through forest canopies, a solar sedative, the fauna doze. light, more light, drizzling from sunbeams, riding on the claws of the birds.
vi. warm golden blankets, lulling the world to sleep.
(g.c.) 2/12/17
 Jun 2017
Traveler
Okay
Let us take a moment
And break this down
If you don't believe  
In global warming
By now
You're probably not
Going to come round

But perhaps
We could take a step back
To when pollution was indeed
A matter of fact
Such as
The black factory smoke
And runoff waste
That fills our water ways
Coal soot that fills our lungs and skies
Sewage that fills our bays

Poisonous smog
Settling over our industrial cities
Toxic chemicals giving birth
Have you no empathy nor pity
"As our"
Emissions are ever choking
Scorching the earth

Can we start over
Sure it's no big deal
Can we at least agree
That pollution is real?
Traveler Tim
 Jun 2017
Idiosyncrasy
I have died
      a hundred times from loving you
And each death
      gave me the chance to live and love you
All over again.
I strive for that chance.
 Jun 2017
CP
i don't miss you because you treated me like dirt
i just felt so hurt,
we had good times
but being honest you committed too many crimes

i don't miss you because you made me feel alone
you'd say i always moan
but did you ever think that i was saying something other than white noise
people would say they're just boys
but did you ever listen
as i opened the gates to my mind
or were you just blind and resigned

i don't miss you
but i keep falling through the same avenue
i don't know what i am supposed to do
but i know i'm through with you

i don't miss you
but why am i the one who feels numb
whilst you haunt my night
and rob me of my hindsight
because in the sunlight
i don't miss you,  but at midnight
all i seem to write about is how much i miss you with my spite
grumpy depressed cp sad love relationships miserable cow aha broken relationship ex boyfriend life writing happy missing
 May 2017
Colzz MacDonald
I love how my eyes dance as they do
Especially when they see you
Think about being together
Loving each other forever
For eternity hand in hand
Love me tonight, you’ll understand

I’ll be spring if you feel winter
I’m your sweet when you feel bitter
Springtime colours, they pass us by
So beautiful it makes you cry
When spring comes walk through the flowers
Two souls as one for hours and hours

Fair-weather minds need the sunshine
True hearts show you are really mine
Deep inside your heart is a voice
It speaks words of truth, not by choice
You won’t want to think of the rest
When you have been loved by the best

It has really been such a long, long while
It really feels so good to smile
Keeping each other satisfied
Together laying side by side
As delicate as our love grows
Some people say love is a rose

How far does the universe go?
It is infinite; you should know
A higher power healed our scars
Our love is endless, as the stars
To put it all into some context
I’m here for this life and the next
 May 2017
Pagan Paul
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'The wall on which the Prophets wrote is cracking at the seams'
King Crimson - Epitaph (In The Court of the Crimson King).

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I have no God.
I have no religion.
But one thing I do know ...

Any self-respecting Prophet
would be spinning in their grave
if they knew about
the atrocities and violence,
the fanaticism and ****,
carried out in their name.

Any self-respecting Prophet
would be crying through time
if they heard how
their thoughts and teachings,
their messages and words,
were used to justify hate.

© Pagan Paul (25/05/17)
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This applies to all religions guilty of aggression , violence, hate and expansionism throughout history. PPx
 May 2017
Idiosyncrasy
We were never lost
     in each other's eyes
Because it is in each other
     that we found home.
Happiness can say hello and goodbye to you on the same day.
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