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 Nov 2016
Ryan Hoysan
Don't fix what isn't broken
Can't fix what never existed
This was a spurr of the moment write that isn't based off of anything (currently) happening in my life. It is a thought I've been examining within myself and in my relationships with others.
The night is still - frozen,
Goodbyes are forced, not chosen.

By Lady R.F ©2016
 Oct 2014
Kelly Rose
She lives in
a Faery Tale World
Odd from conception
She never quite fit in
Flawed and damage
Her parents sought
Others more perfect than she
So she lost herself in Faery Tales
and tried to live her life
like a romance novel
Always knights,
Too many knights
And well maybe not so shiny
Dragons, Griffins, and Unicorns
Yes, these were always
part of her dreams
Now the years
have gone by
but still
Like Delta Dawn
She wears her faded rose
Looking for a love
Looking for an acceptance
that maybe,
that maybe...
Can only be found
in Faery Tales
and Romance novels
Always on the outside
Always looking in
Wondering
Always wondering
Why,
Why or what it is
that is so unacceptable about her
Even she thinks she 's odd
Her head up in the clouds
Searching for something....
Making impossible demands
Living in her Faery Tale Land
Living on the outskirts of reality
She's an Echo,
A Shadow of something
not quite real
Lost
She just a Faery Tale Myth
Real, but not....
10/13/2014
Sad to think I live in sandcastles in the air
 Oct 2014
MaryJane Doe
"It's water under the bridge"
   But it hadn't gone far
       Salt in the wound
           Picking
    At a scar

Can we forgive
What we can not forget
   How do we live
With so much regret

When playing with fire
   Your bridges get burned
A lesson
  We too little
Too late
  Learned

It's sink
   Or swim
& the current
   is wide
Do we dare to dream
Of the other side?
 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
 Aug 2014
Amitav Radiance
Small things in life bring happiness
Getting mired in triviality brings agony
 Jul 2014
MaryJane Doe
Sometimes
I speak for you
In the back of my mind
& you whisper
Sweet words to me
Oh so divine
& I tell you
Unknowingly
Your oh to kind
In the beauty of the silence
And your unsure why
It's simply
That you speak to me
In the back of my mind
 Jul 2014
MaryJane Doe
Destiny
      In the emencity
     Of gravity
In an endless galaxy
It simply
AmaZes me
    Truly
How I'm drawn
       To thee
  
Lost in far space
And star dust
On your face
A constellation
In my eyes
   I lustfully
Traced
Right back
To this place

Right back to this time
  When I became yours
And you became mine
Futures entwine
A creation divine
So thankful for the day
    You and I
Would collide
 Jun 2014
MaryJane Doe
Your sorry
    And I agree
  But not with another
     Apology
 Jun 2014
Ashlei Cottom
Ashlei Cottom
Sweetheart, fine art is not about pride. It's about FINDING pride. It's about creating something and taking pride in the fact that you did. When I read your poetry, all I hear is "Me, me, me, I'm the best." That's not what poetry is... Poetry is not self praise. Poetry is taking the most hurtful, joyful, mixed, complicated emotions that you have and putting them into words that make everyone understand. You may tell write back and tell me everything that is wrong with my poetry, but I will not care. Why? Because I know that I have successfully been able to express myself in ways that other people can relate to and enjoy. Ways that they may not have been able to express the same feelings. I have confidence in your ability to realize your mistakes and fix them. I look forward to seeing these changes. So please, take this to heart and write. :)
Loghain Carvó
How laughable that one of my lessors attempts to give I art recommendations.

Ashlei Cottom
It's not so much your art I'm trying to change, but your character. It's your character that is reflected in your art.

Ashlei Cottom  
And if I could ask, why do you assume I am your lessor?
Loghain Carvó  
I am not assuming, you already have shown that you are a lessor human through your words.

Ashlei Cottom  
By encouraging you to keep doing what you love and bettering your character? Sir, I'm sorry, but if that is your opinion, I don't think it is I who is the lessor human...
Loghain Carvó
That is not what makes you my lessor, You are my lessor simply because you lack the artistic vision to fully appreciate the magnitude of my grand works. Please refrain from responding to this message as I wish to waste no more of my precious breath on peasants.

Ashlei Cottom
And how is it that I am a lessor human if all I do is try and help? Some people cut down and criticize and make others feel like mere mud on other's shoes. I am not one of those. I try to see the good in everyone. I think you have great talent, but I wish you would use that and dig deeper. I can tell you right now, with an unbiased opinion, that you unfortunately come across as narcissistic, selfish and and as you so eloquently put it, a "lessor human."
To our good friend, Loghain Carvó .
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