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Summer heat burnt
raised eyebrow
there’s no water
says the roof’s crow.

Filled are the ponds
dried weeded
forgotten bonds
pleas unheeded.

Everywhere searched
not a drop to drink
feeble throat parched
on the death’s brink.

Pleads the crow begs
I cannot wait
with little eggs
waits my mate.

Weeps my soul
don’t stand aloof
keep a small bowl
water on roof.
 Jun 2015
Joe Cole
For Pax

I wander the sandy wastes and the deserts barren plains. They have their own stark beauty washed by infrequent rains

Each grain of sand an art form carved by nature's hand. Only the blind cannot see the beauty of this land.

Close your eyes and listen to the whispering singing sands and appreciate the beauty of the whispering singing sands
 Jun 2015
martin
When the glass runs out of sand
Gently guide me through the night
Sit by me and hold my hand
Be my comfort and my light

Gently guide me through the night
Let us chase the shadows down
Be my comfort and my light
Let me see you smile not frown

Let us chase the shadows down
Though I see your eyes do weep
Let me see you smile not frown
Until such time as we may sleep

Though I see your eyes do weep
Sit by me and hold my hand
Until such time as we may sleep
When the glass runs out of sand
 Jun 2015
WendyStarry Eyes
Some may say
"She's obsessed with the clouds"
As strange as it may seem
I adore their beauty
When I gaze in the sky
I loose all self esteem
I see the strength
Of The Lord above
In cumulus elegance I feel
Supremacy of His love
Next time you are feeling down
Look up to heaven
See God's blessings clouding all around*
WKR
 Jun 2015
stéphane noir
dear sir,
the trees out there-
they take your waste,
your carbon dioxide,
and through every effort,
every process they've developed
over the past millions of years,
turn it into beautiful
oxygen for you
to breathe
& live.

what
service
did
you
ever
perform
for
them
in
exchange
for
that?
this is for uncle tom,
the capitalistic *******.
 Jun 2015
Traveler
Raw and wild
A  rollercoaster mile
Tails of flames
Shining stars untamed

Across dark sky
Shooting stars descend
Even the brightest stars
Burn out in the end

But burnt out stars
They burn so bright
In the peaceful calming  
Starlit nights...
"Burnt out stars
they burn so bright"
Borrowed from
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Front Row
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Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic love
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 May 2015
Summer Jackson
I am beautiful.
People go on dates, to come and see me.
I will fight to find the sand,
So that I can lick your toes.

Moving constantly,
You try and stop me but you pass right through me.
I go on trips with people,
All around the world, everyday, seeing something new.

On a hot summer day,
I am your best friend. Cooling you off with a single touch.
I will always be there for you,
And I will never run away.

It's hard to hate me
Like I have a secret potion.
Because why?

I Am The Ocean...
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