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What’s the best thing in the world?
June-rose, by May-dew impearled;
Sweet south-wind, that means no rain;
Truth, not cruel to a friend;
Pleasure, not in haste to end;
Beauty, not self-decked and curled
Till its pride is over-plain;
Light, that never makes you wink;
Memory, that gives no pain;
Love, when, so, you’re loved again.
What’s the best thing in the world?
—Something out of it, I think.
Would you mind if I took a break
From writing my short rhymes
Will you say you'll miss my words
That my poems touched your lives

Will I even be remembered
For one poem that was read
Have I touched someone deep inside
With something that was said

If I took a break for just awhile
And enjoyed a week or two
Would you say you understand
Go do what's best for you

A spring break could be just the thing
That I need to clear my mind
I must take a break and get away
To rejuvenate my life

Carl Joseph Roberts

Be back in a few weeks I promise,  just got a crap load of stuff to do.

Carl Joseph Roberts
Just a short break for work stuff. A full time job plus now I have 3 houses to rehab  and get ready.  I'm not sure exactly how long but I promise I will be back.  Hell maybe the pull to write will call me back sooner then I think.
how many bus tickets can you
cram  into  the  space  left  behind
where  your  hands  used  to
fall   around   my   waist?
how   many   pens   &
pencils    can     i     fit
in  my  bag  until  i  realize
these  words  aren't  getting  me
a      n      y     w     h     e     r     e     ?
"i miss you" is my thesis statement.
 Apr 2014 Denise Nacnac
Nandini
Birth
Naivety
Infatuation
Love
Greed
Deceit
Loss
Pain
Anger
Wound­s
Insomnia
Healing
Scars
Memories
Poems
Isolation
Realization
Rat­ionality
Ignorance
Lifetime
Freedom
Nirvana
Nirvana means to extinguish the burning fires of 3 poisons Greed, Anger , Ignorance...this can be accomplished by letting go of dissatisfaction ....   Buddha
 Apr 2014 Denise Nacnac
nv
Self hate
 Apr 2014 Denise Nacnac
nv
These hips.
They are crooked, wide, pale and
beautiful. They will bear children and keep me walking.

Massive thighs that I would wish to shrink
are now the reason I can get up these stairs
They hold power and life

and my stomach with it's wrinkles,
it's dips, *****, spots
It keeps me upright

n.v.
 Apr 2014 Denise Nacnac
r
Moon
 Apr 2014 Denise Nacnac
r
I call her Moon.
              Why, you ask?
Because she is light
     when my nights are heavy.

r ~ 4/24/14
\•/\
   |    O
  / \
 Apr 2014 Denise Nacnac
Poetic T
It was  lost on
a cold night, never
to be found again.

On cold pavement
slabs, my bottom
freezing but all part of
the fun.

She used me as some
late night fun, but it
was 25th December.

I'll never forget that
present, she unwrapped
and threw me away
when done...


No desire for words spoken

we sail on the wind

the energy surrounding us

takes perfect dictation

nothing misunderstood

cosmically we sync

we finish sentences spoken

astrologically

we fit by design

forever equals us

without a moments notice

eternity sealed our fate

the first time we exchanged looks

from across the way

*


~Butterfly εїз ©
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