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 Jul 2019
Traveler
Life will grab ya
By the genitals
Squeeze real tight
Until ya start to swell!
Hold your's safely
No one needs to fail
We all have control
Over our own hell’s
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Traveler Tim
 Jul 2019
Emma Elisabeth Wood
I will not repent
for these scars
on my skin

a battle journal
of a war
I fought
hard to
win

I am marked
by life

unashamedly
growing blossom
from these
silver branches

I will not beg
for acceptance
for my being

I will simply
be
 Jul 2019
wordvango
Sip
And so, amazingly
The sky stays blue
Sun blazing,  the world
Spins round on axis
Dizzying all us hanging
On by threads of hope
Dangling
Thoroughly spent
Dead tired worn out
Like a load of wash Saturday
Night, put in wet
Out dry perhaps but
Natural is not that.
I take another
Sip
 Jul 2019
Baylee Kaye
in a crowded room,
why won’t you say you love me?
are you too ashamed?
 Jul 2019
Ryan O'Leary
Irish Knee O'****'s are
easily identified by which
one they use to genuflect
when they receive holy
communion on Sundays!
 Jul 2019
Clive Blake
If people aren’t listened to
And will never be,
That would spell the end
Of our Democracy …
 Jul 2019
Clive Blake
You said we could vote
And the verdict -
You would Protexit,
You said that -
Brexit Means Brexit,
You said to trust you
To take us to the Exit.

So why did you decide to Hexit,
Slow it down and Perplexit,
So confuse and Complexit,
Try and reverse and then Wrexit,
With you we now feel very Vexit,
So now stop your betrayal,
It’s time for you to Corexit.

It’s simple enough,
Brexit does mean Brexit
So save our democracy,
And please, please -
Just Exit!
 Jul 2019
Ylzm
constantly confessing sins
      never knowing forgiveness
like a man with a book
      but unable to read
or a fool hoarding gold
      and dying from hunger

enslaved to the pride of life
       the measure of men
of winning and success
      compelled to boast
the works of one's arms
      flaunting wit, or foolishness

but oblivious to the exposure
      of their nakedness and vulgarity
of pain and confusion
      of faith in their strength and wit
of the Mark of Man
      on their arms and foreheads

believing by strength of will
      what is given and not by works
the soul betraying the flesh
      in double mindedness and hypocrisy
seduced by free will
      but enslaved to another's will

but the further apart,
      the more fervent
to execute the command
      to impose commands
on their neighbours
       when the only command is love

by the measure they measure
      they are measured
for they have become
      the enemy they condemned
and judgement is just
      for evil judges evil
 Jul 2019
Ryan O'Leary
At The Devil's Glen,
Ashford, Vartary, a
river, with an audience
of pines, meanders past
craggy obstacles, bouquets
of branches, accolades from
song birds, yet in return
applauds, with an eternal
encore, of its appreciation.
 Jul 2019
mel
if not you
then who
would
deserve
loving you?
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