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 Jan 2018
Willy Shakysphere
My nature, once pleaded for one of these darling ones!
The amazing hope only found in the fair women down here.
A strength found only in the wilderness having the ability
To drink bourbon until dawn being absolutely naughty
And then the next morning to show you how to properly
Use a fork and knife while signing thank you cards.
To be raised up to all the heights any man could bear:
Has my God ordained my fate to be southern reborn?
Perhaps he has indeed given this soul another turn.
Gullied without a patriot's name, have I lost my sense?
Yet to be treated as if I were by law a prince.
Am I so brave or just this Belle’s tool?
I never saw a patriot yet that wasn’t a fool.
Here comes she now with religion and the laws
Should I be Absalom or should I be David's cause?
But I am the instructor, or have I lost my place?
She has taken me over with so much grace.
Good heavens, how fast must a patriot pant!
She stole me away by saying “A saint I ain’t.”
Pulling off my shoes as she pulls me down from my throne
I cross my eyes as I moan and I groan.
A kingly battle within the sweetest of torments,
Was their ever a prerequisite or my consent?
The look in her eyes – flames, fire and fury – nothing to lose.
Inferring this infernal night is ours to depose;
Oh God it’s true she’s petitioned me to approve her by choice,
But are not my hands still powered by my voice?
So my pious subjects, for my safety please pray.
I do think this Belle has taken all my will away.
Read it aloud - makes it better somehow...
 Jan 2018
Traveler
If I could only explain
What it is I feel
When the darkness consumes
My body and will
Tides of longing
Crash my shore
Haunting echos
Of love lost wars
Deeply ingrained
The shadows of time
I carry them with me
In riddles and rhymes
Letting them out
So I can breathe
Oh what stains
One life can leave
....
Traveler Tim
This morning I’m a conscientious
Forty year employee.
At midnight I become a deadbeat-
Jobless with no prospects.

Used up like a paper towel
And tossed into the garbage,
Even though my weave is good
And I could soak up more

Of all the disrespect and slander
They mopped up with me daily
As I tried to be the very best
At what they cannot understand.

They will see their error soon
As puddles begin forming.
They will find their feet are wet
And all their clay is melting.
            ljm
I wrote this on New Year's Eve as my last day of employment was ending.
Now, 3 weeks later they are starting to realize how much I knew and did, and how much they need the things I knew and did.  How long before they realize they need to hire another me and there isn't one to be found.
Why isn't there more joy in this?
 Jan 2018
Tyler
We write
As if
Nothing else
Ever mattered
As if
Every word
We will ever write
Are just petals
Of our favorite flowers
Ready
To be blown away
To all the authors/poets/artists put there who let the emotion flow out of their veins like the very blood they hold
 Jan 2018
Star BG
A unicorn princess lived near sea.
Saying a prayer with a special plea.
He wanted to see a mermaid so grand,
who swam in grace on watery land.

"Alas great mermaids do come near
so I can thank you, your so dear.
You have great tails that are yes swell
inside of dreams I see you well."

"Show yourselves I now do say
We can celebrate all day.
I will give you a ride in sun,  
no ones here so we'll have fun.
Oh I love you mermaid sweet,
it is you I'd like to meet."

After the Unicorn recited his poem.
On seashore with waves he did roam.
Until soon they met inside time.
They echoed in a sacred rhyme.

And when day did end she Yes left
The Unicorn he felt so blessed.

StarBG © 2017
Inspired by Unused Quill Thanks
 Jan 2018
Traveler
They say:  
"What ever will be, will be"

If you can wrap your mind
Around death
And misery

They say:
"This too shall pass"
Accepting that
Suffering shall extend
And there'll be relief at last
Somewhere in the end

"Everything will be okay"
Says a voice within your head
But I'm beginning to wonder
If we'd all be better off dead
...................................................
Traveler Tim
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