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 Dec 2018
Pagan Paul
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Kalypso sports within the waves
luring sailors to watery graves
but if they make it to her isle
there they may tarry for a while.

Food and wine are given a'plenty,
they are rocked into lust so gently,
Nymph, Maidens, Bacchanalian revelry
lead the sailors into darkest devilry.

*** and sin are openly displayed,
a salacious procession, ***** parade,
And all men their vices expressed
seek the comfort of Kalypso's breast,
her hospitality soothes, allays their fears
as she slowly steals away their years.



© Pagan Paul (05/12/18)
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 Dec 2018
Traveler
The world ran me down
And then ran me over
I may never see straight
I may never be sober
Yet
Cheers to you
I wish you the best
Love is a maze
Life is a test
Be well as you travel
The worlds that you know
Beyond the shadows
Life takes it's toll!
Traveler Tim
If I should see the sunset soon
My life drawn to a close
There's little I would fret about
As far as my past goes. 
No place or plot unwrought would I
Dare look back on with dread
I'd fill my final thoughts on earth
With your sweet face instead. 

No earthly woe or unsung verse
Could burden me on death.
Rather I would speak your name
Even with my last breath
Such ending would befit my life
When my time here is through
No better way to wrap it up
Than rapt in thoughts of you.
 Dec 2018
Tammy M Darby
I halfheartedly grasped the ledge
Peering indecisively over the edge  
Wondering perhaps in all seriousness if I should let go

A freefall of the mind is what they call it '
And if you do not experience it
Why and how could you possibly comment
And in all honesty, say it is an emotion you know?

A little less grew my grip on the edge
Taking momentary notice of the crumbling ledge
My mind wanders into a place where all is nothingness
And nothingness is the norm

I let my mind freefall as they call it
Into oblivion and time dissolved it
Finding myself very comfortable in this environment
I wished never to return

So I concocted a simple cunning game
Whenever spoken to by the seemingly sane
Smiling wickedly
Into nodding confirming faces
I repeat these words

A freefall of the mind is what they call it '
And if you haven't experienced it
How could you possibly comment
And in all honesty, say it is an emotion you know?

@ copyright Tammy M Darby Nov. 24, 2018
 Dec 2018
Jen
Clear day—
Lavendar meadow stretches for miles.
Partly cloudy, no chance of rain.
The sun peaks out just enough
To light a field of golden grain.
I’m comfortable here,
In a summer dress,
Blanket on the ground,
Picnic set;
I look around,
And there you are,
Walking towards me
On this dreamlike day.
 Dec 2018
Larraine Muyalde
The beautiful melody created by the heart
Is what you'll hear from the very start
In life, a song that has a part
A fine piece of music and art

The heart produces a harmony
Like adding color to a peaceful day
Making a wonderful page in one's memory
In any time, In any way

The Wonderful sound generated by the mind
Will bring you to a dimension no one can find
Where there is no fast forward but rewind
A world only you, perfectly designed

Treasure the music you hear with your ears
Let it stay inside to repeat
The music that will help you face your fears
Will always be the beautiful sound of your heartbeat
06/25/2017
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