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 Jan 2022
acacia
I pulled a man last night because I felt it
he looked at me like I was a witch
handed him a potion to confuse him
I never intended to leave such a trail
I just needed to get some, get some
we drove, around, I'm looking for someone else:
do you see him? we drove in his car, he swerved for once
I wasn't that scared but I'm still looking for someone
he looked at me, hands on the wheels, his eyes on me
and I turned and licked my lips, glossy and wet
my eyes lowered, I said to him, I think you're such a hottie
I want to see you on me, I'm looking for someone, else, but
I want to get something now, and we can park up there in
the lot in the middle of the park at this time there is no one around here
and we can be naked and you can touch me all over and lick me there
in those places where someone else should have but I'm looking for someone else
still, I hope you don't mind if I say his name while I ride you
 Jan 2022
Elizabeth Squires
it is patently obvious that the HP site's server
isn't functioning
well
as the 502 Bad Gateway notification
does regularly
tell

the webmaster hasn't yet repaired
the faulty connection at his
end
and in not doing so he's losing many
a poetry writing
friend  

with the ongoing problem
being left
unresolved
how can his ill attention to the matter
ever be
absolved

sooner rather than later the poets
will desert the
place
for they'll grow tired of the message
constantly hitting them in the
face
 Apr 2021
Thomas Bron Mukama
If I ever feel so important Lord
Please humble me for I am a piece of clay

Grateful I have another day to smile over what I own without my make

I am glad you love me even in my own absence as much as you save me from my inner terror and thoughts

I am back to only say thank you Lord
 Jan 2021
Thomas W Case
For the first time in my
life, I saw colors- not like
normal people see colors; my recent woman
sees colors all the time.
This morning, there was
purple splashed all over my room.
Once, in her sleep, she said
the word 'purple.'
I asked her what it meant,
she said, 'Knowledge of the future.'
I know she will try and ***** this
sickness out of me; God Bless her.
What do I know about the future?
I know it looks bleak, and the
doves are crying.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_arvp3Q6C8c
Check out my you tube channel where I read from my recent book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, available on Amazon.com
 Jan 2021
Anais Vionet
Girls have naughty thoughts,
like boys, but we're better at
hiding evidence.
If people could read thoughts - we'd all be in trouble.
 Jan 2021
Sally A Bayan
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Afternoon and evening rains are signs
our monsoon season is nigh
yet, some wells stay in drought...isolation
can't just clear waters of stagnant emotions

i need water flowing like blood through the veins
water creating brooks below green mountains
been trying to make this water flow, but in vain

when poetry hides, days become a drag
it's like walking without protective clogs
while crossing hanging circles of fog
descending......from towering crags...


Sally

©Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
July 4, 2020
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