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 Jul 2018
L B
The kind of neighborhood
where you can hear someone  
crack a beer
across the street
Behind, in wide open yards
fireworks and laughter light the sky
fireflies take to the under-story
Meanwhile allergy eyes
have turned the stars
to flying saucers

Crickets celebrate
getting lucky
and I am jealous as hell
At 95 degrees
the air is thick
with mosquitos, those little devils
Have found an ear
for their only-known musical composition

“Aggravation in Monotone”
 Jul 2018
Poetic Eagle
You are the definition of BEAUTY
Don't feel inferior
Be your own kind of beautiful whether u melanin or not
 Jul 2018
Mary Gay Kearns
The words were deviously writ
With good hid well behind the line
And faithfully did fly the woods
To run the gauntlet and despise.

Love Mary **
Felt it needed slight alterations to make have correct beats .Love Mary x
 Jul 2018
Mystic Ink Plus
They call it,
Heaven

I told,
It’s my Home
Genre: Experimental
Theme:Untold story
 Jul 2018
BloodyTiger
If a picture is worth a thousand words
I've shouted a photo album worth hoping it finds its way to you
It's been far too long since I've seen you this clear
Since life brought us here
Since the knife steered clear from my wrist
And I backed away from the cliff
and your noose was loosened
Like our grip on past fears
It's cold out here
But in my heart there's a fire
Let's huddle around real close
Tell stories and reminisce
Play puppets with our shadows
Dismiss all the crisis
My methods were formed in the midst of madness
But if I'm honest It keeps me writing
So don't stop the war
My dear it's inspiring
And on the nights when we're fighting
Wondering what's next
The street lights will always guide our steps
We've roamed these streets far too long
Not to know when We've reached a stones throw away from a reason to write a new song
Tonight our minds take the form of a playground
You and me take one side of the seesaw and our thoughts and decisions take the other
I remember the day that boy I still see saw abuse at the hand of another
No longer his father
Or even his brother
This time a woman whose words trickled out in a stutter
I still watch him shudder when that image enters his mind
And the weight of worry became his playmate on this oscillating swing
But darling 30 minutes in your arms just left me wanting
By the time this war ends I pray you still want me
Because I know if you leave
These memories will haunt me
And I'll go flying if you leave me alone on this swing
My regrets are to heavy to hold my steady
Balance is impossible without you beside me
**** reality
I'll stick with playing make believe
Baby please take a seat and play with me
Memories hurt sometimes. I miss you.
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