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 Jul 2015
Dreams of Sepia
The poet stirs the
rain drops, the sky bends and folds
an old cat stretches.
 Jul 2015
Roberta Day
Spiders devour
not just their mates, but even
their own genus kin
The spider den is no more.
 Jul 2015
Willard Wells
searching for a word
to describe my love for you
those words don't exist
 Jul 2015
Roberta Day
The pressure I put
on myself in regards to
growing is heavy.

One more year older
and I’m still learning how
to alleviate it.
It's my birthday, in case you didn't get it :]
 Jul 2015
Mrs Ashley Somebody
an outpour of you,
Creativity, the bird
who lives inside me
and sometimes devours me
but sometimes leaves me helpless.
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bronze hand alludes towards
path entering nirvana
ecstasy awaits

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Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
senryu
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memories still close
babies suckled from my *******
so dear and tender


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Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Most Precious Time of my Life...Feeding Precious Beings from my Body...
 Jul 2015
N Paul
Her glancing blows held savage looks,
Sparkling with mischievous intent.
 Jul 2015
Willard Wells
petals of red Rose
dripping early morning dew
opening at dawn
 Jun 2015
Josh Oo-Wah Coyle
a spool of heart's thread
pulled taut just for you
tie a knot and watch it break
© 2015  J.J.W. Coyle
 Jun 2015
Josh Oo-Wah Coyle
a man all a-rush...
he's not a man who can wait;
perhaps he should try
© 2011  J.J.W. Coyle
 Jun 2015
Josh Oo-Wah Coyle
in the misty wood
hoping I'll find you
smiling from behind the trees
© 2015  J.J.W. Coyle
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