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 Apr 2018
ronnie b
you
are the brightest colors in my palette
with which i paint
the most beautiful pictures

you
have inspired me
to paint pictures
of light and happiness

you
are the stars and galaxies
on my midnight blue skies
supernovas of light

you
are the lilies
somehow growing and flourishing
in the messy muck of my soul

you
are my muse
my inspiration
and the one i love the most
dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend

who has inspired me for multitudes
 Apr 2018
Nuna
i promise you i will walk these streets like i own them
if i have to, i will even go walk on the moon like my name is carved on it
i will no longer sink my head, or dreams
my echo will fill the halls that made me feel the smallest
i will speak up, use my voice to break the walls
dive through the  hate and grow love
(grow, love)
grow flowers inside each broken soul
water them with assurance that eventually things work out
i will help look for the pieces missing of your heart
i will give you what's left of mine
grab my hand
let's walk these streets like we own them
 Apr 2018
Eddyn
with eyes so deep,
a heart so pure

i long to keep,
my only cure

lips so soft,
soul too kind

i wish i had never lost,
but now the only thing that's gone is my mind

i'm so entwined,
at the thought of you

lets run away,
just us two?
 Apr 2018
wordvango
She whispers in
I whisper out
the tree bends trying
to figure us out

Elm mother tree
drops little-jagged leaves
to touch the beings
caressing
in her shadow
and the sun dapples here and there
exposing a bit of grass
then flesh
and we all dance

right in the middle of the field
of nature of heaven there
Her and the tree and sun rays
and  me

knowing
 Apr 2018
Isla
nature flutters, waltzing in time with the breeze
lazy sunlight filters through branches
we lie together, two blending into one
you wind a stray curl around your finger
i turn to look into your eyes,
bluer than the august sky
freckles spatter your cheeks
all around us, things bloom
my heart along with it
yeah yeah I know nobody wanted more sappy love poetry but deal with it
 Apr 2018
Lunar
Light streams through the window,
Beckoning her to come out of the dim.
A spotlight on her blank canvas;
She was yearning to see him.

Oil, water and paint blend
With her blood, sweat and tears,
Slowly and agonizingly dripping
From her brush, brows and ears.

Then there he is, tall and bright;
A sun-kissed face dressed in a golden vase.
She painted his image in sunflowers:
He's her masterpiece no one can recreate.
to Sel.
Keep painting for them with love,
the same way they paint you with life.
I wrote this after the image of Van Gogh
painting his Sunflower series in my head!
 Apr 2018
growingpains
I like the way you look at 5:16 in the morning
The alarm clock never ceases to ring  
Your pitch blacks and royal blues make their way into my room
To drag me out of the dreams I had in loops

I like the way you look when you rise
When your atmosphere's all confused but still bright
When you shine with confidence
As you've let go of the insecurities with each occurence
When the rays of red, mixes with the blues
When the purple birthed seems hesitant and the pink joins in too
That's when you inspire me the most
When you show yourself through your shambles

I like the way you leave
The way your colours subtilely sneak
The way you are excited to go back
To maybe disappoint the insomniacs and help the most deprived

I like the way everything settles
Like the calm on the ocean's shore
As people find refuge, as people go home
I wait for your return,
While, through my head, the memories of you roam
This is a piece I wrote for a magazine, go check it out!: https://issuu.com/soliloquie
 Apr 2018
Aa Harvey
The lady in the flowers


The lady in the flowers with the white cotton dress;
It flows behind her and clings to her, as she gathers her bouquet.
With her crown made from picked daisies, she looks like a Princess;
Her smile shines like a sun beam on the fourth of May.


In this magical place, we are lost no more; we are in love!
Good Heaven’s above, are sending signals to us.
As she dances through the tulips,
She is soft to the touch and receptive to my advances;
Ladies in lavender do not give second chances.
But she is truly forgiving all my misdemeanors;
She is a vision in white and I want to be dancing with her.


As the path made from patches of grass,
Leads us into a beautiful future;
I am at ease in this place of peace.
She passes through reeds and then I lose her!


She vanishes beneath the water and all I see is her waving goodbye.
Oh my!  Where has she gone?  I am screaming on the inside;
But as I dive in search of her, I find myself…


...in a wonder land.
I had never imagined that this dream could really have happened.
Into the water and through to the other side;
I climb out into her arms and again off she glides.


So once again I give kiss chase;
In case this time she is gone for good.
But she is never really leaving me;
She is just leading me to a place where we can be in love.


The leaves are multi-coloured
And this place has forever been hidden from all before.
She has welcomed me into her fantasy;
I can be a part of her world.


She skips through clear puddles
And in each of them I see my double.
I am a stranger on the inside
And I am rather befuddled.


But she is the fairy light I follow morning until night
And with all my might I shall become a part of her life.
Out into the clear, there is so much to see and to hear
And whenever she is near, blue birds suddenly appear.


A blanket is waiting next to a hamper for two.
We can rest now we have found each other…
Love is in bloom.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
 Apr 2018
Josiah Wilson
You are my road less traveled
And I want to know every inch of you
Every imperfection and blemish
Your deepest secret, your highest joy

I want to be your road less traveled
Cut me open, lay me out
Eviscerate me, know me
All of me is here for you to see

I want to know you
Really know you
And I want you
To know me

Let me tell you my fears
Let me be vulnerable
Take my secrets
The ones no one else knows

And give me yours
Let me be your confidant
Let me be your diary
Etch your heart onto mine

I stand here
Willingly
Raw, open, vulnerable
Fragile
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