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 Apr 2020
ryn
My feet struck the earth
just as they did before.
I didn’t need to think -
rehearsed steps guided
my strides.

One foot in front of the other...
My soles tasted the concrete
with traction between lunges.

I was going places.
I was getting somewhere.

I wished I knew
where I was heading.
 Apr 2020
Sally A Bayan
dear ones )/)(/\|\//open your hearts\spill out your
pain and sorrow unto this vast, moist earth, whisper
to me your secrets...i never tire, i listen....//)\ i hear
everything )(/)(/ be healed, be soothed by my cool
touch (/ be embraced by the wind that sways me \/
kneel over me, let your tears fall upon me, feed me
with your heartaches, your brokenness...bury them
'neath my roots, i'll choke them with my tight grasp.
in the open air...shout out your dragons, your night-
mares....let the wind blow your dark shadows away
let the sun melt them, deny them space  \/)/  i cover
the soil with a green  carpet.....one with the sun, the
wind, and the rain....i go wet, i go dry....i thirst, and
i swallow them all \\||....i am the grass ../)//((\



Sally
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
November 13, 2017
I wrote this...as I was thinking of my granddaughters...how to keep them safe from harm...even when  I am no longer around...
 Apr 2020
S Smoothie
Kiss the sky,

Only don't

Touch the curves and edges,

Only don't

Share a breath on a heartbeat,

Only don't

Snuggle tight in the driving wind,

Only don't

Trace words of love on each others lips,

Only don't

Break my heart
 Apr 2020
Loveless
And over time,
My pen stopped bleeding
But my heart didn't
 Apr 2020
Lily
Dancing, you are Spring;
Birds flock to see your song, yet
Night falls and silence-

Silence but for the
Stars and moon who mock us in
Our bed, our Winter.
This is a poem I wrote for my college poetry class (which is now online) a few days ago.  I want us all to remember that these hard times are a reason for us to come together and unite; be the kindness that someone else is needing in their day. :) Thank you all, as always, for reading my poetry.
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Spilled out

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Life experiences make great poetry. Sometimes they aren’t ours but we feel them as our own.
 Apr 2020
Traveler
You ate every last worm
Of my rotted soul
So...
Soullessly is how I roll
TT
 Apr 2020
Thomas W Case
I sit back in
the place of attack, but equipped for
battle this time;
The enemy won't win.
I laugh at him as
I greet the dawn with
a love soaked heart.
It smells like
leather, and my baby's hair.
I'm fully aware of
the antagonist's snares, and tricks,
but we won't be trapped.
See, this isn't a
tragedy, it's the epitome
of romance and victory.
I'm a stallion, and
she rides me into
the evening as we
eat peaches and
pomegranates, and let
the juice glisten on
our faces in God's
glorious setting sun.
 Apr 2020
FullmoonFlower
I spent all day
in the sun and
realised
you didn't have
to sit next to me
for the sun
to shine
 Apr 2020
Sarita Aditya Verma
A warm sunny smile
Sun sweeps up the naughty clouds
Rays of swift sunshine
Sunshine ☀️
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