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 Jun 2015
SøułSurvivør
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sentinel, you grow in peace
you who have seen war
you saw the native people
killed off by the score
you continue on your way
the source of tale and lore
you have a heart
that will not cease
for a hundred years or more

this is the great saguaro
he scrapes the sky with arms
flung up to the heavens
though huge you do no harm
you have thorns aplenty
but also have your charms
you will watch forevermore
ever sounding the alarm


soulsurvivor
(c) 6/11/2015
The greatest beauty in the
Sonoran desert is the
saguaro cactus
It takes hundereds of years
for these to form arms

They have lovely white crowns
of flowers in the spring
and their fruit is harvested annually
by native people who drink their
potent wine for religious ceremonies

They are protected by law
but are shot at and
vandalized by people who
are beneath contempt

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 Jun 2015
niamh
He cups his hands
Beneath her face
The better to catch her tears.
He gathers her grief
Sorrow and pain
Along with all her fears.
He turns them into
A crystal dove
And then he sets it free.
She knows then that
This must be love,
The best that there can be
 Jun 2015
Marium Iqbal
Never lose your way of life.
Never lose sight of the sun.

Promise me, you will find your way out of the dark.
Promise me, you will look at the sky and see it full of dreams.

I never want you vapid.
I need the hope in your eyes alive when you say goodbye.

Your life has always been so full of color.
Keep it that way.
Color over and in the black and white.

Light up the streets at night.
Erase the silence with the sound of your laugh.
Save the world with your hope.

Ride out the sun with your glory days.
Fly over trouble with your wise ways.

Fight the dark.
Live in the sun.
Dance with the rain.
 Jun 2015
rose14195
laughter lines
they stretched across her face
and you could see
she lived
but my face is clear
all you see is the streaks of dried tears
and the smile that i painted
but now the paint chiping
and everyone is realizing what is underneath
I want to be
happy
*I want to have laughter lines
 Jun 2015
Tina Marie
I rise from the ashes of what might have been
Lips rouged red
Heart half dead

My feelings for you confined to a pen
Locked up tight
Out of sight

I told you we could still be friends
I now see
It can't be

My love for you would just scare you again
Make you flee
Away from me
 Jun 2015
RRaaccoonn
Dare try to pass I?
Golden child of Sun
Stone of Castle.
The jewels on your shields.

"Vandrick son of Malivent
Relieve thy strength
Lay out your lockes
Thee night has befell & the calm moom. "
glows on its herm.
Yellow Sun, poem
 Jun 2015
SøułSurvivør
Vincent van Gogh**

o man of greater talent blessed
in loss the same as all the rest
wrestled he with demons of the mind
but oh! such beauty
palate knife could find!

in sweat and pain
did Vincent make his mark
in poverty
obsessed for love of art
he, in his eyes, God's poetry was made
struggling til his mortal soul
was shade

his great love, a woman of distain
he could not win
nor loss of her sustain
a bandag'd head of sorrow
woe betides
but greater wound
within his chest resides

o wond'rous lights
the stars in heav'n found
they to fortune's hand
he was forever bound
looked he upon your rays back then
now his own light goes soft

unto eternal end


soulsurvivor
(c) 6/5/2015
one of my favorite paintings
of all time

STARRY NIGHT

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 Jun 2015
Nicole Dawn
I was hiking
With a nine year old boy
The other day

And suddenly he slipped

It wasn't a bad fall
Not even a scratch
I doubt if it even bruised

But he started crying
And screaming

He yelled,
I can't do it!
It hurts too much!
I have to go back!

And I said,
I know how that feels,
But you've just got to keep going
Because I knew he wasn't actually hurt

The thing was,
I was never talking about the hike
True story..... Happened yesterday
 Jun 2015
Keva Minus
To him,

She was the sun☼

that covered his sky.

And that's the story behind his darkness❤
By: Keva Minus ©
 Jun 2015
RRaaccoonn
Cheers to vines climbing up the wall getting cozy with chimney
 Jun 2015
niamh
She walks in shadows
But she is someone's guiding light
 May 2015
Chris
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My eyes open
as a tangerine haze
paints the silent walls
through mini blind slats
allowing morning to enter
in its most cheerful pose

I gaze upon you, next to me,
clutching satin sheets
tight to your chin, peaceful,
dreaming perhaps of me, of us
I smile at the thought as the bedroom
now glows in an effervescent beauty

As if you sense my stare,
your beautiful eyes open to see me
watching you as you slept
You smile at me whispering,
"I love you" and once again
I understand the meaning
of the phrase...Good Morning
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