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 Jul 2015
sanch kay
if.
if
i had things
go my way, then
right now, you and i
we'd be screaming through the
mountain air, hanging upside down
on a cord made of bravery and love, we'd
dance
under the
naked moonlight,
waterfalls calling out
in the distance; i'd have
my hands around your neck and
legs tight around your waist as we paused
between the slipping rocks to steal each other's
breath away.
if
i had
things go my way,
baby, we'd take on the world
together; with a sky full of secrets
watching over us as we make memories
(and love)*
all over this world.
of love, lust and wanderlust. (i miss being with you).
 Jul 2015
LB Parker
Curiouser
And
Curiouser
I follow you
down
  down
    down
      Into the most
       Odd little world of
         Madness and magic
           Jubjub and Jabberwocky
              Red-painted white roses;
                 Such a beautiful adventure
                      I have only dreamt about.
                    Still I'm bothered by how,
                   Even in a place like this,
               You only think of the time.
            My dearest white rabbit,
         I would truly hate to see
     All of Wonderland
  go and
pass
you
by.
With love, kelsey
 May 2015
Sally A Bayan
Treasure

I have seen  shades of jade
i've felt kinds of agate
Green, red garnet
round pyrites
steel cold
frozen
dead
ice
...
I
t o o,
touched,
and got so
enchanted by
red rubies, purple
amethyst, red and pink
bamboo corals, emeralds as
green as the meadow, sparkling
crystals, shimmering, like diamonds.
...
But, these gems are a pale comparison
to what I keep and cherish deep inside...
...
I
have
this  o n e,
very  precious,
unparalleled treasure,
I could never live without...
the LIGHT of my life, HIS PRESENCE,
MY CREATOR,  MY  LORD,  MY G O D~
the LIGHT of my life, HIS PRESENCE,
I could never live without
unparalleled treasure,
very  precious,
this  o n e
have
I
......


Sally


Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
 Mar 2015
cheryl love
As I wander
                     alone
                      along
                          the
                         stone
                            path
                                 my mind wonders
                                               such beauty
                                                                   my feathered friends
                                                they gather around cake droppings
                                                                            making amends
                                                                      giving the love back
                                                                              the provider sends.
                                                              The stone path weaves
                                                around the pots of green
                                                                    in-between
                                            a lilac and lavender theme
blues and greys dappled here and there
Moss clinging to sandals everywhere
The railings chime from a stick dragged across
I gather my thoughts as I need to cross
the path and find the exit.
 Mar 2015
Arvind Srinivasan
At   twilight,*  
in my deep slumber, 
 I roused to the rumble of thunder; 
with dense showers soaking me tender,        
Streaks   of   light   sparkling   like   cinder, 
 roaring     with     dander,       down    came     
T
      H
E

B
       O
               L
                    T

                              that       S       RUCK  *my fence.
Art of typography.
 Mar 2015
Sally A Bayan
I
felt
maybe
I had lost
you, the very
same  time  your
messages vanished.
T'was like an O M E N,
that very same time...you
d i s a p p e a r e d,  without
a word. .........How do i tell you,
better i lost you, now...f o r e v e r 
how do i tell you...............never come
back to me----now, later, just stay away 
FOREVER.......Stop these  sLOw   moving 
moments.........I don't need more tormenting 
thoughts................no more strain, no more pain 
for my bleeding....broken heart..........pinned down
lower, by your COLD SILENCE, and INDIFFERENCE.
How do I tell you...............................I'll be fine without you?

Sally

Copyright  2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
 Feb 2015
Sally A Bayan
(10WX2)

While I live,
~~~~~~~~~
a muffled
~~~~~~~
unforgotten
~~~~~~~
fragrance
~~~~~~~
breathes
~~~~~
wit­hin
~~~
me.
~~~
~~
~
~~
~~~
It'll
~~~
fade
~~~~~
with me
~~~~~~~
when i soar
~~~~~~~~~
to the Heavens.
~~~~~~~~~~~


Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
 Jan 2015
Sally A Bayan
A
S
w e
.tread
....along
...the paths
.of life,  comes
a time when roads
t u r n   to  z i g z a g s
sometimes beaten, painful
to walk on...and the blue sky
darkens to gray...and the clouds
hide from us, and the sun sets, and
we need some rays to guide us through.
]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
From nowhere
.........any hour
y o u    appear
b r i g h t     as
morning  s u n
your   BEAMS
ILLUMINATE
you are a light
that guides us
.....through the
[[[ D A R K ]]].

...For Timothy...

Sally
Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario
My humble gift to you Timothy...Happy birthday!!!
 Oct 2014
Tilly
coloured flames and fireflies dance mischievously around our heads

to the tiny trumpetsong of bees Joyous songs of love lulling all in revery yet silent to

mere mortals as We only hear the hush of whispered sighs stood beneath the dappled canopy of  

ancient fair oak spread As sweet twilight greets us again swathing our Ianthe in milky moonlight

as she rests upon a dew jewelled knoll still dreaming of fae Unaware of the cold (or the warmth

you hold in your heart for her) She smiles as you cover her shoulders with a elven~made

blanket of gossamer wisp whilst estivating toads blink wide in the coolness of hidden
mossy beds                         Gently,
sweep the                 droplet
                         of Au            from her eye, Deva,
  as we cough etheric      dust from our lungs,
sparkles    floating
in the paper-
            lantern light              
scattering across
the midnight sky,
illuminating fates,
as those fire-flies hearts
twinkle like falling stars unseen
When the veil thins, and jack o'lanterns protect,listen
to the wise ones with Samhain blessings.
Happy Autumn x
 Oct 2014
Sally A Bayan
Why do i think of us, in colors of flames so red....on a day so somber?
I see ***** of fire, they dance against a pool of blue,  tranquil water
The red now turns to a yellow tangerine, like smouldering ember
And flames are definitely reaching up, soaring, higher, higher
With hints of orange, then on to a deep yellow, like amber.
Bright lively orange could only be our burning desire
-----------------whether in the summer-------------------
-------or, in the cold days of December--------
---MAGICAL, every moment of fi-re ---
every coo, every whisper, so tender
day and night.....year after year
rain, sun, wind, any weather
we must try not to falter
let our fiery colors
N E V E R
end
up
a
dying
E M B E R.
-----------------------
----------------------------
---------­------------------------

Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
(Grilling eggplants and watching coals burning sometimes result in varied thoughts.)
 Sep 2014
MaryJane Doe
You spoke
  Hands on my hips
   Threw luscious
       Fingertips
  And malt
Flavored lips
   Always
      Only after
                       One
                            Two
                         Many
                               Sips

               What lies  
           In the lines  
       Had been spilt
            Many times      
                   Threw
          Lush's lips
   & *****
Fingertips
              Only
                      Ever
                          After
                      One  
                           Two  
                      Many
                           Sips
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