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Since you left
—poetry has become my lover

Since you left
—long days have turned to moments

Since you left
—all memory lives organic

Since you left
—the words return unfettered

Since you left
—the sun has lost its shadow

And since you left
  —all darkness now disowned

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
 Jan 2019 David Crow
L B
The rain is touching everything
In the light over a doorway
I can see it
The street is gleaming with it
It sinks cold
Alone
 Jan 2019 David Crow
L B
Dreams
 Jan 2019 David Crow
L B
Phone screen is black
except for the snowman
smoking a cigarette
 Jan 2019 David Crow
Pagan Paul
Mote
 Jan 2019 David Crow
Pagan Paul
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Dust hangs in the still air,
caught by a shaft of light,
shiny sprinkles float serene,
in space a string-less kite.

A particle catches the eye,
playing tai-chi within a ray,
the stationary free dance
of a mote at indulgent play.




© Pagan Paul (25/12/18)
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 Jan 2019 David Crow
Ryan O'Leary
I ate a whole one once, so,
that means, I got the pea,
the stick, the piece of cloth,
the money, and the ring.

Which of course brought
me good luck and bad luck
all of my life.

The thing about it is, the good
always came before the bad.

As the ring was last and I'm not
married yet, what am I supposed
to deduce from that ?
Barm Brack is the centre of an Irish Halloween custom.[3] The Halloween Brack traditionally contained various objects baked into the bread and was used as a sort of fortune-telling game.[2] In the barmbrack were: a pea, a stick, a piece of cloth, a small coin (originally a silver sixpence) and a ring. Each item, when received in the slice, was supposed to carry a meaning to the person concerned: the pea, the person would not marry that year; the stick, would have an unhappy marriage or continually be in disputes; the cloth or rag, would have bad luck or be poor; the coin, would enjoy good fortune or be rich; and the ring, would be wed within the year.[3] Other articles added to the brack include a medallion, usually of the ****** Mary to symbolize going into the priesthood or to the Nuns, although this tradition is not widely continued in the present day.
 Jan 2019 David Crow
Raj Gomes
Hope for love,
but also expect pain.
Because life is real,
and not an imaginary lane.
Maybe that's the only way
to stay sane,
in a world filled with
hate and disdain.

©rajgomes
 Jan 2019 David Crow
Cm
Learn to fly
 Jan 2019 David Crow
Cm
Are you afraid
of getting lost
In the depths
of my eyes?
We are already
merged in
Each other’s eye
Until we die
Fear will vanish
If we learn to fly


©sobbingsoul
i could move a mountain
i could part the ocean
i could touch the sky
but i can't handle my emotions

i drown in loneliness
i run into problems head first
i fly away when i get scared
and somehow that makes it worse

because i can be magical
i can be a presence
but when you look at me
my resolve lessens

i forget what i am doing
i'll just hide myself in the shadows
praying you don't see me
camouflaged with bravado

i'm a natural
it just flows when i let it be
but i become an actress
when your in the vicinity
this is about being self-conscious around people who aren't your friends, but you have to be around them
 Jan 2019 David Crow
Emily
Sea
 Jan 2019 David Crow
Emily
Sea
I am the deep, the sky in reverse
I have what you seek, for better or worse

I am the blue of infinite depth
I've swallowed the crews and cleared the decks

You are afraid or maybe intrigued
Of the place where you played and also was freed

Kiss me now like you did before
Give me your vow and the ocean is yours.
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