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  Oct 2014 Danni
A
I need a love:
Who moves as a poet writes poetry.

I need a love;
With deft hands
And slow,
Free fingers.

A love;
Who spills their colors in blots,
Without care if it blurs the colloquy.

A love;
Whose soul waltz as fluid as
Ink from a quill painting calligraphy.

Endless-
As the mind is to thought.

Constant-
with no regrets.

I want a love as a poem is to a poet.
  Oct 2014 Danni
A
Share the love you have in your heart.
Being able to see the universes beauty,
Breathing,
Is all temporary and small
And maraculous.
You never know when the rug will be pulled from under you,
And never will you know how far the vibrations of your crashing will run
And who it will shake.
You never know who slips next.
Time waits for no one.
Appreciate the ones in your life .
Fear not to express your heart,
For it's all that matters.

*M.M
My friend, I'm not processing that you just aren't here. In my head I'm reliving old laughs and smiles.
  Oct 2014 Danni
Amanda In Scarlet
Take a soft tipped brush
Dip, and trace my nakedness;
Viscous dripping rainbow streams
Clothe me here within our dreams.
Swirl my curves
With satin pink,
Let your brush flutter and sink
lower, purples, red and blue,
I'm a canvas here for you.
Paint me scarlet, paint me gold,
Paint some words
italic, bold
Stop when you begin to weep
A masterpiece, for us to keep.
An old one of mine, a favourite.
  Oct 2014 Danni
LA Brown
May you find the peace you so desperately sought.
You tried so valiantly to win the war you fought.

You did not lose, no sir, no, not at all.
But sometimes even the mighty will fall.

Your efforts in battle were not at all in vain.
We must find solace; as you've silenced your pain.

A soul that made us love and laugh - truly one of a kind.
But sadly, humor is merely the mask of a tortured mind.
I wrote this as part tribute to a man I thought brilliant, but part selfishly. When I am in my darker hours, I think, "Robin Williams, THE Robin Williams, couldn't do it either"....it's not about loved ones, or money, or fame - it's about the battle, our fight - I am not weak with my thoughts, nor am I alone. I fight. I fight for all of us "Robins", we can overcome, and if we don't, it is not a failure, it is a quieting of our souls.
  Oct 2014 Danni
LN
If the moon has any secrets to tell,
I would be sitting tonight
with silver linings around my irises
waiting for it to spill
its blood red musings.
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