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 Feb 2016
Gaffer
I shouldn’t be with you
In this hotel
In this bed
In this relationship
No
I should be with my wife
In my house
With my newborn child
Living the life of suburbia
But I’m not
Instead
I’m planning an engagement
The future
I’m now two men
Living the lie
Waiting for the inevitable to happen
And it will.
 Jan 2016
wordvango
may I or you be illiteral?
Write something with a purpose from
another point of view. Try to empathize by feeling
close, like an actor does to what we need to portray?  
I do.
I write from others points of view , sometimes.
Not every thing I did I write down.
Not everything I write was me.
I do try to portray what they may have felt and
try to experience what they might have.
I know it's an imperfect theme, a movie script
not fit for television. It's my thing.
 Jan 2016
K Balachandran
1.
On a nameless planet, in ferment we first met,
eons ago, tiny microbes, evolving we were still,
yet love a flickering light, bound us together.
As two galaxies were merging fiercely then,
to turn us and our nameless pang,to worthless dust
there wasn't any time left for a future together.
In a microbial kiss pathos ruled,we melted as one,
promised to remember this tryst, imprinted so deep
wherever in cosmos we would meet in future
in whatever form we may be at that juncture.
                                        2.
This morning at the Metro that pang did revisit,
seeing you gazing at me in goosebumps I stood,
two galaxies within, I sensed were closing to to merge,
coming to my senses again I find  you've vanished
a microbe, you are in the air that every minute I breathe.

We will conquer time, go beyond, love has power infinite,
the encounters in flashes would intimate our impending union.
 Jan 2016
vinny
skinny and starved
stomach growling
calm down honey relax
you're like a scared cat

even the ones
who have been around awhile
the have no feedback to provide
it's pretty straightforward:
survive

you've been to the edge
with not much damage done
looking back with regrets?
better to have none

pick up the pace
light speed is way more fun
just be prepared to ask yourself
*what have i done?
if you don't face your demons they will continue to control you
hit them head on and have no fear
freedom is on the other side i'll see you there
 Jan 2016
Francie Lynch
So many cars lined up
Along my avenue,
Like ants carrying on
For a feast.
The queen is in state,
Her penant prounouces presense;
The flag promoting reign.
We peons, serfs and minions
Stare vaguely at the floor,
Afraid to look for more.
She rises, head above her throne,
Face on the coinage,
Proclaiming lineage
With treason and conspiracy.
Please don't glance my way.
I've given sacrifices
Of doves and relatives,
All tethered to the rituals.
There is pack position.
Vats of red wine and room for dissent.
We've drowned our children.
You can see the palor in their eyes.
 Jan 2016
Karina Norris-Veirs
Erotica will never seem so sinful
True love will never be so heartbreakingly beautiful
When two have lain like we have....
We divulged secrets prior to,
All but said it is only you.
Then with a mighty flex of your hand, you took me to new heights
Upon my mind you did expand.
Together we've lain but not like this.
I shall not soon forget.
I want to go again...
 Jan 2016
katie
a scientist on the radio
says in three decades  
a coastal town will      
be submerged in water.  
i picture seaside resorts
& promenades absorbed
& know the same fate
awaits this city, as sea
hungrily consumes
coast it looks to us,
our bones, our docks
& ports, parliaments
& courts, our isle added
to a pile of things extinct.
a future where children are
driftwood blown ashore
with foreign tongues
& dreams of sea;
reluctantly coming up
for air jealous of all the
creatures that get to
stay down there.
 Jan 2016
nivek
take it as it comes
rolling down mountains

out the skies
under your feet

all confusion has its place
but you are never lost

someone will always cross your path
and offer a helping hand.
 Jan 2016
Dawn King
My poetry is a
Dangerous place to be
I’m so in love with
Your story
I forget all the fragments of me
So I read, and reread
The caverns of the mind
How the vile side winds
Captivating fixations
Tangle and bind
Ferment and remind of
The here and now
As the north winds howl
Futile hush muzzled
Omens from the
Incubus vagrant brow
That follows me
On down to
The mountain edge
The city street hedge
Clock tower ledge
My poetry is a
Dangerous place to be
This poem is an original work by Dawn King and my intellectual property. It must not be copied or used in any writings, publications, photos, or online platforms without my express permission.
 Jan 2016
David Ehrgott
Please mister
Find me a home
I have me some money
I'll throw you a bone
  
Please mister
I worked all my life
I had me a place
A place with my wife
  
Cookie Construction
Tore my home down
They razed it to nothing
Leveled to ground
  
This city's so crowded
There isn't the room
For someone disabled
Who has paid his dues
  
Who served for his country
The red, white and blue
We'll give him some money
And throw him his food
  
We'll move him two counties
It's better for him
Then to let him live where
His life did begin
  
We'll give him new neighbors
We'll give him new friends
We'll give him a stamp card
To eat with again
  
Hey, you with the uncle
How come no grin?
I'm too tuckered; tired
For this mess again
 Jan 2016
Aztec Warrior
POEM 111*

Sometimes I feel like
I’m in a Nicholas Sparks novel;
one of those deeply romantic
love stories fated to leave tears
contouring your emotions,
and now I am walking alone,
down by this old river,
ear bud melody
of “Sweet Jane,
sweet sweet Jane”
holds my heart
hoping I might find you again.
Could we ever get back home;
dance those back porch dreams,
dive into the clear blue river
holding hands? Laughing?
~~~
“Sweet Jane,
ah, sweet sweet Jane”
you hold the best part of me.

Aztec Warrior 1.10.16


(NOTE: poem inspired by the movie, “Best of Me” and the song “Sweet Jane”, done originally by Lou Reed/Velvet Underground, but covered nicely by the Cowboy Junkies.
Here is the link:    https://youtu.be/BHRFZFmEq9o
Hope you enjoy...
never, ever watch a Nicholas Sparks movie alone... and not be able to talk with someone afterword, share coffee and thoughts... maudlin poetry results
 Jan 2016
Sharvish Cheekhoory
Dear Miss Karine,
I just want to say Thank You!
Thank You!
For everything you dared to go through,
to make me successful,
you will remain in my daily thoughts,
because you're the one,
yes,
you're the one,
who motivates me,
motivates me to bring out the best of myself,
to continue with my hard work,
no matter what says the rest...
I believe that anyone,
yes anyone,
can succeed,
succeed when they have a teacher,
yes a teacher,
not any kind of teacher,
BUT,
One like YOU!
Thank You Miss Karine...
-Yoshika
My sister passed her first national exam and i really think that her teacher has helped her a lot!
Just wrote it in behalf of my sister..
that's why i've written the name of my sister instead of mine...
Hope its enough to say 'Thank you' to her..
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