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 Jan 2020
Alyssa Underwood
It is not the nature of things or people to satisfy us,
but to awaken in us the desire to be satisfied.
For all of this Earth’s wonder and beauty and mystery,
it's only meant to serve as a great cosmic magnet
pulling us to our Source. May every scent and song,
every shadow and sorrow move us ever closer to Him.
"'Come, all you who are thirsty,
come to the waters;
and you who have no money,
come, buy and eat!
Come, buy wine and milk
without money and without cost.
Why spend money on what is not bread,
and your labor on what does not satisfy?
Listen, listen to Me, and eat what is good,
and your soul will delight in the richest of fare.
Give ear and come to Me;
listen, that you may live.
I will make an everlasting covenant with you,
My faithful love promised to David...'
Seek the LORD while He may be found;
call on Him while He is near...
You will go out in joy
and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills
will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field
will clap their hands."
~ Isaiah 55:1-3,6,12
 Jan 2020
Infamous one
Good new is better than no news
Went out all week hasn't been done
Not one to lose control be wild
Addiction seems to make it worse
Its not so bad quick to over react
An older man seen as a colder man
Had an opinion not into the hype
Made out the bad guy in this story
Minding his mouth so many offended
Most of his business no love for drama
Keeping to himself doing well alone
Always attacked like he did wrong
Focused on what needs to be done
Others set in their ways of misery
Trying to rob his peace with negativity
Better to stay away from bad vibes
 Jan 2020
Bijan Rabiee
Truly gifted poets
Straddle their crafts early on
Some even in adolescence
They have been cursed or blessed
To be kings and queens of utterance.
I never dreamed of becoming a poet
It was furthest from my mind
Then in a sudden twist of eardrum
It happened in my Mid-thirties.

Out of the recesses of Time
Came the lure and a hook
Shining in enchanted brook
And before i knew it
My heart was snatched
And my movements flustered
When i bit on ambrosiac bait
Drenched in Muse's wine
Drugged and drunk
On sounds and images
I struggled in a pool of words
To assemble what held me infused
To make sense of orphaned views
Swaying between shade and light
Like dancers deprived of audience.

My poetic rapture began
In frenetic rain of ink
preposterous in direction
A poetaster rapt on vapid rhymes
With sounds of poetic crimes
But my craft developed
In piecemeal fashion
And rendered my pen composed.

A minnow of long ago
Has grown into a mackerel
And longs to become a whale
In the ocean Ars Poetica
Though it seems a pipe dream.
 Jan 2020
Bijan Rabiee
What is a feeling
And where does it come from
Is it a vibration
From the earth of your being
Or a joyous image
Of leaking tears
Is it a ping
In cerebral engine
Or a sting off psychic mirror
Is it a continuum of living signs
Or a spectrum of ancestral mines
Whatever it is
Two things are sure
Once it is owned or disowned
It never leaves you alone.
 Jan 2020
Faizel Farzee
Why is that I have to find my breath
Everytime I see your smile
Gasping for air
Light headed, oxygen deprived

I see the infinite stars in your eyes
A endless journey
It goes on for miles
Your essence my drug
A addict I am, your love my addiction
I'm on a constant high

I have to hold on to gravity
Heart reaching for skies
Am I living a dream
or a lucid reality

Joy wants to scream
Taken aback by your beauty
It's dizzy and out of breath
A thief of my heart
Eternal, until our death.
Words indescribable
I try
I with every once me
You are my queen
Today and in the afterlife.
 Jan 2020
Juneau
Our fixation with hand held machines
And replacing meals with soybeans
A spectator to arguments over vaccines
We're all underemployed and "getting-by" by other means
Living vicariously through our broken screens
Lobotomized and abused; nearly at-risk teens
Utterly lost in so many depression memes
Farmed and sent out from the Phillipines
Too desensitized to hear our own internal screams
January 2nd 2020
 Jan 2020
A B Faniki
Are we there yet when everything
we know turns upside down like
it did during Noah's time? No!, but
global warming is taking us there.
ight ©A B Faniki 01/08/2020 allri
 Jan 2020
David J
I can never tell if I'm enjoying
What I'm reading
Or if
Im simply enjoying reading.
I simply love reading, dose'nt have to be anything too intresting haha.
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