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 May 2015
ShamusDeyo
I sit here trying to decide what Writer influenced me,**

I had my Existentialist Period very young Jean Paul Sartre, seemed dark and Complex, but... Albert Camus Captured it for me, the Emergence of Allen Ginsberg, bridge the Atlantic...the Pop of music influenced it all, from the Doors to Dylan

But Deep Down in the Dark of My soul is Jack Kerouac"who I am sure must have been influenced by JD Salinger" From Keorouac, to Ken Keasy and Hunter Thompson seem to be a good place to end

Others such as e.e. cummings, James Baldwin, Carl Sandburg, Herman Hesse, J,R.R. Tolkien, Lewis Carol,  Issac Asimov. Robert Heinlein, and Stan Lee all had their places to... I feel Honored to be influenced By Such Amazing Talent.....
 May 2015
wordvango
abuse fruit loops or watermelon rinds
in ****** rituals is just       wrong
right is cheerios and bananas just  
right for good times also a bit of ice and whipped cream
makes for a good scene
now then, Vienna sausages are not kosher to poker play her
with nor is bleu cheese, mozarella is just the twang sometimes
and a cold spoon sometimes does the trick,
Ritz crackers leave less mess between the sheets than salted or plain crackers
and to wash it down I prefer to Malt lick her.
 May 2015
CA Guilfoyle
I woke early to silence
but for the whirring of a fan
the stillness before dawn
I wrote these words
though they never convey
the pure heart of morning
or pure the song of the first bird.
 May 2015
CA Guilfoyle
It must be a tricky business
it lingers, hovers stealthily
an invisible silence
a swift inhabitation
the soul awaits
to startle the body

In a wordless voice
it moves from room to room
turning lights on
spends a lifetime
ever longing
to be known
and heard.
 May 2015
Ignatius Hosiana
I wouldn't have sweated myself wet
I wouldn't tell how softly eyes spoke
I wouldn't know my soul was cleansed
I wouldn't really tell lips had taste
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't know there was sacrifice in trust
I wouldn't even have one single clue
I wouldn't know love could feel so true
I wouldn't know the long "true" could last
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't know how to hold my breath
I wouldn't know excess "we" could suffocate
I wouldn't know like life love has death
I wouldn't do a thing to ameliorate
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't know how badly goodbye hurt
I wouldn't know even memories could thrill
I wouldn't know how empty single could feel
I wouldn't know there was "end" to every "start"
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't know that time could heal
I wouldn't  lose the strength to hold on
I wouldn't know that my pride was a pill
I wouldn't shuffle my feeble feet to move on
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't wake up from a love loss trance
I wouldn't imagine you and I in another dance
I wouldn't dare give you a second chance
If weren't for you
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You arrived suddenly in my tangerine bliss
with my heart clinched in your fist
you touched me... and the dance started
with a gape of spontaneous combustion
you swirled me around the dance floor
dancing cheek to cheek....

we skipped the light fandango
fox trotting and waltzing to the beat of tango
the big band broke into a swing
while the love light shone as a crystal disco ball
jitterbug jive and a reet beet
dance macabre and so light on our feet

You lead me by the hand bodies musing
all the while... you lead me out by my hand
and made way into the galaxy for our feet
as we danced like fine wine...becoming intoxicated
by its beauty~ you danced me into Shangri-La
with my eyes wide and full of imagination
we danced through tangled forests of light

like Fred and Ginger
tiptoeing upon the backs of stars
dipping into galaxies and twirling on quasars
i hold your hand as you pirouette
upon the moons of a mystic world
as our romantic lambada is unfurled
forbidden planets and forbidden dance
the secrets of whirlwind romance

we were like Phoenix that had risen
dancing into the morning dew and nectarine
and I kissed you as the tangerines fell
from the sky~ dazed with a trial of stars
and then oh yes then.... I pronounced myself
as yours....as we escaped to paradise
dancing all the while.....cheek to cheek
as you gave me the Tangerine Kiss.....

tangerine kisses, tangerine dreams
sipped of the nectar of the gods
the fruit of creation in the form of love
a blessing from goddess, earth and above
we dance the steps of swoon and lean
and sweet nuances of tangerine
with every blessing in between

I felt a kiss upon my frozen cheeks
a clear promise of all our tomorrows
as I sleep with love within our hearts
your sweet tangerine kisses and dreams
are part of our creation... straight from above
My heart is dancing and dreaming
with you always a blessing from God.
What a joy and what fun to write collabration with awesome poet wolf spirit aka quinfinn
 May 2015
Sjr1000
There is exquisite beauty
out
in the gardens of delight.
Apologies to Heirmonyious Bosch.
 May 2015
JDK
They failed to see the value in it.
Another life deemed wasted,
but beauty burst through all the seams.
Everything is sacred.
9 7 8 6 (7)
 May 2015
Innocent
She sits
Outwardly calm and cool
Flahes from her past  forcing long repressed emotions to bubble and escape
A tear trickles down her cheek
Unnoticed

Decisions made
Consequences and regrets
Uncontrollable but livable
Except for the child

Thirty-five years of self punishment
One decision made from fear
Changing her life

He found her
she came
when seeds were not yet sown
the sky had not ****** the river
clouds were far away from rain.

she came
when heart was mere flesh
eyes had not known rainbow
and mind was just a wayward place.

she came
when door was only wooden frame
autumn was blooming shy veiled
romance was yet to wear a name.

she returned
there was darkness gathering

love is she forever searching.
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