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 Jan 2015
Hannah Lorrelle
For the wolf
the Moon is a curse
a foul transformation of pain and shame
forced upon him by nature herself.

For the Sea
the Moon is a cruel lover
forever sending her away pushing her aside
only to draw her back in again endlessly.

For the Poet
the Moon is a torturer
forcing upon her emotions of all sorts
we feel happiness, and love, life and death under it's light.

The Wolf picks himself up once more, survives another night.
The Sea cries salty tears of scorn, but yet she returns once again.
So also must the poet pick herself back up, and carry on another sleepless night.
This, like all of my work, is a work in progress. I do a lot of writing about the wolf, and the moon. So if you like this one look out for more.
 Jan 2015
Hannah Lorrelle
I cannot escape
your pull on me
like the pull of the moon
tugging on the ocean of my soul
changing the tides within me.

You wake something within me
a curse,
something savage and beautiful.

I, like the wolf
am changed in your light
turned into something new.

I long to run
paws to the ground
long to howl at the night
nothing holding me back
but your gentle, changing light.

So, if you are the moon
if you are change
let me be the wolf
let me be changed.
 Jan 2015
Carl Joseph Roberts
Update: Update, Update,

Attention Non Believers,

I simply refer everyone to the poem from last week called THE Ohio State Buckeyes. I will now take your apologies in the comment section please..lol. DON'T ALL LINE UP AT ONCE.

THE Ohio State Buckeyes

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
We will roll the tide
We will sing our victory song to you
It will happen New Years night

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
Our team at number four
We now take on number one
Then we'll show them to the door

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
Champions of the north
The Big Ten best above the rest
There's no discussion anymore

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
We will wear the crown once more
The Bama team should be afraid
The Urban Legand'so at the door

We Are
THE Ohio State Buckeyes

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts

O.H.
Please share to a few and let it trend.

New Poem for the Oregon Ducks is to come.
 Dec 2014
Heather Rose
You call this a family?
When everything is filled with turmoil.
I feel as though I have to walk on eggshells so I don't say the wrong thing and make this family go against me.
I feel this constant burden and I don't know how to escape it.
I don't know what to do anymore.
I don't know what it right.
When you guys go against everything that I believe in.
I just don't know what a family is anymore.
 Dec 2014
Lahela
I was in town a couple weeks back,
And I ended up striking a conversation
With the lady on the wall.

"You going to meet up with someone, miss?"

"Oh, yes. I am."

She smiled at me,
While she tilted her head as if she were examining me like something familiar she has already seen, and says,
"Remember that he is not love, he is a man. You are a woman, and you are not love to him. Between you two, there is love. There is a difference. Remember this, sweetheart."
 Dec 2014
Lahela
Sometimes when you look at me, you
Give me this face that makes me so
Sure that you already know.

There is a statement that blares in my
Head, my heart, and my body
Whenever I am with you,
That I do not say it out loud.

But believe me, if I were to say it...
I wouldn't know how to stop.
Sometimes I don't say anything because those are the only words I can come up with, or think of, or feel.
 Dec 2014
Lahela
In those moments,
those moments are the ones that
I love.

You
Know what I'm talking about.

When you hold me close and
I hold you closer,
Until we get to the place where
You and I are as close as we can be.
As close are we are able
And it feels beautiful.
Even though, I swear to God;
We are more
Than
Words
Can
Describe.

In those moments,
I feel the weight of saying goodbye but it makes me appreciate you
So much more.
Those moments are the ones that
I love.

You
Know what I'm talking about.
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 Dec 2014
Lahela
I would break every heart on my way back to you.
While I introduce whomever I come in contact with,
My fire.
The fire you've discovered in me.
The fire you've sustained and encouraged.
I would show them how to dance the way we did,
And they would slowly crumble underneath the weight of the way you showed me
How to love.
Because, darling, we were something else.
We are everything everyone else only wishes for under their breath,
But never declares directly to the sky.

If you were to leave,
I'd become the hands that leave prints into their souls
And the whisper that weaves throughout their very being...
They would remember the way I touched them, and
The way my voice curved the letters in their name

Never willing to admit they could feel my fingers painting your body,
And when my voice reaches for you... They know.

I really am just a dream,
Because you were my reality.
 Dec 2014
Alexis Marie Solis
You Were Red.
You Liked Me Cause I Was Blue.
You Touched Me;
And Suddenly I Was A lilac Sky And You,
Decided Purple Just Wasn't For You.
 Dec 2014
Evelyn Mansfield
Deep breath in
Deep breath out
Plaster a head-turning smile on your lips
Build up your perfect façade
I am strong
No you are not
I am fine
No you are not
I can handle it
No you cannot
Don't think about it
Think about it
Don't cry
Cry
I am-
no
you
are
*NOT!
 Dec 2014
Amitav Radiance
The moonlight drapes the night
With the shimmering veil
Night’s silhouette looks gorgeous
As it sculpts beauty every where
A dream within, echoes
Across the valley
Loved by the moon
The night bathes in eternal beauty
Silver rays kiss the soul
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