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"Are you even listening?"
She asks me.

I look up,
And make eye contact
Only briefly.

I am at a loss for words.

I haven't the heart
To tell her
She has the
Nicest ****
I've ever seen.
Despite what most people
Will tell you,
You're beautiful just the way
You are.

Most professionals
Are crackpots.
Dedicated to Kurt Vonnegut
The people I know
Can kindly go **** a goat.
No, seriously.
I was given empty space.
So I filled it with
Noise and cigarette smoke,
Empty liquor bottles
And claustrophobia.
This morning I broke open
Some bic pens
And arted
All over myself.

It's funny how everything
Looks like canvas
When you swallow
Enough pills.
Dedicated to Anna Mihm
 Oct 2010 D Conors
Jolene Perron
"A wise friend once told me, Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about dancing in the rain. I dedicate this poem to that friend...they were my inspiration"

Why waste time waiting for the storm to pass?
Spending all your days sulking on your ***.
Go outside and dance in the rain.
There's no better way to forget the pain.

Find the silver lining as it flys across your sky.
Even if all you want to do is lay in bed and cry.
Make the best of your life for now.
Because it will get better some way some how.

Even if we have to wait and be alone for a year.
We'll make it out together hand in hand without fear.
Because in the end this storm will pass.
So dance in the rain and I'll help you off your ***.

Soaking wet we'll walk away from all the rain.
Together we will help heal all of the pain...
 Oct 2010 D Conors
Amanda Ramsey
I just want to dream for awhile

Step away from the everyday and relax

Because this daily grind has got me perculating

And this isn't a blend I can sip casually

So let me sleep for a minute

Don't make a peep for a minute

This here and now needs to become nonexistent for a minute

I just want to dream for awhile

Take an unsupervised escape somewhere

Anywhere but here

Maybe there I can find myself

Sitting on a beach embracing the sun rays

Where she looks so happy

I look tired

I look like I need to dream for awhile

Get caught up in the image drenched clouds above my head

That are dripping thoughts into my eyes

Weighing down my lids

Just let me dream, if only for a little while
 Oct 2010 D Conors
Andrew Penman
Life is a diverse garden
filled with many different plants
all trying their best to survive
some are ground covering gems
others weeds strangulating the masses
and depriving them of the nourishment
that allows them to blossom into beautiful
bouquets within shared plots.

the strong looking after the weak
the young respecting the old
where they are tolerant of each others
environment and; the need to exist
learning about each others growth and culture
what nutrients they all need to survive
in close proximity to one another
given food from the same ***.

the flowers are the colour of the rainbow
learning to bloom in equal measure
in a place where they are all beautiful
not shunned because they are slow to blossom
or were not given the right start as seedlings
nurtured into strong upright plants
organic matter that does matter
within the diverse garden of life.
copyright: andrew penman 2010
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