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 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
bucky
you lied about the metaphors
but thats okay,because i lied about them too
(congratulations!youve won one million dollars,
have fun selling your ******* soul
it's okay,dont be shy
we've all lied about the metaphors before)
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
bucky
oh mygod,ohmy god
stop ******* talking about your martyr complex
some of us arent enjoying this
(THE STATE OF BEING INFERIOR)
(it's okay, dont worry about that weird taste in your mouth
it goes away after a few hours)
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
bucky
"oh, there you are", and i’m not sure
where i’m supposed to have been
here we are again angelflower
tying stones to our chests and waiting to drown (this is okay,
i swear to god, or something like that
isnt that what i’m supposed to say?)
i want to set the world on fire, gaslit galaxy
isnt it so fitting? isnt it just perfect?
i wonder how many astronomy problems you havent solved
and you say, "god
this isn't important right now
how can you be a god when you're not immortal"
sometimes i think you can feel me bleeding from 1643 miles away
this isn’t neverland anymore--
what are you afraid of?
something about cornfields and misery heartbeats and
almost like you said something you shouldn’t have,isn’t it? you’re always
so proud,
you’re always so hungry.
by god, you old man, you weathered, withered, beast
grab a shovel, grab whatever you can
this isn’t neverland anymore--
this isn’t andromeda,no galaxy here,
no stars or planetary confinement,
and you were never icarus.
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
bucky
tie me down
crowing about a crown of flowers
curl my palm into the hollow of your cheek
(oh my god drown me)
and here we have the soldier
hands covered in blood and knives (and something
else;but
we don't talk about that)
look how the blind man cries tonight
see these bones on the grass
frost building in the cavity between your ribs and
your skin
SCREAMING ****** IN THE HALLWAY
(THIS IS THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN HEAR YOURSELF
THINK
THIS IS THE ONLY WAY ANYONE KNOWS WHAT YOU ARE)
you, love, you, goldfinch
climbing windowsills
creep in the dead of night, cicatrix spiderwebs
here, here, here, in the small of your back
(can you feel me, here, crawling into your skin?can
you feel me sewing our palms together, goldfinch?)
"and the world will revel in wonder and delight--"
NARCISSISTIC LOVE POEM OF THE CENTURY
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
Hailey P
Floor
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
Hailey P
There's two hearts
On the floor.
One mine,
Both yours.
It would take an entire lifetime of an explanation
to tell you what it is that I believe.

There aren't enough words to describe the magic,
the beauty, the love and the joy...
And to see the difference once you've seen the dark side.

Life has taught me lessons, there have been trials and despair,
yet I have been lifted up, journeyed on.
I've learned to breathe in the glorious healing air.

To sum it all up, for there's no better way than simply put...
I believe in the Universe, in God and in Love.
I believe all good things truly come from above.

Look up and you'll see the sun, moon and stars.
Close  your eyes and remember, this world is ours.

We were put here to be one with nature, to fellowship in love.
To feel the warmth of the sun and the beauty of the skies.
To feel the wind at our back and in green pastures lie.

This is our earth, let's treat it as such.
Let's live in peace with each other,
Let us connect with the powers of Love.

Whether you seek Buddha, Parvati, Brahma, or God,
Reach out and delight in the beauty  from above.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
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We all have the power to change our own lives;
Whatever we desire we can have.
There will always be decisions, paths to take;
Journeys ahead with forks in the road.
Obstacles and lessons, some good and some bad;
We all have the power to choose.
Believe in yourself and follow your heart;
Chase your wildest dreams.
Remember your roots while looking ahead,
Have faith, love & hope; seek peace.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
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Intellectual property of the author.
Always with her, our seasons change;
Love emerging while stars rearrange.

Gentle rainfall from sun-filled skies
As tears of joy well in her eyes.

As smiles form from tears of love,
Peace-filled rainbows form above.

When bereaved, her world turns gray;
Her happiness, warming clouds away.

With the wind, she follows suit,
Across the skies as bright stars shoot.

A gift to earth from the heavens above,
Our warm sun sent to show her love.

She views the world as her own,
Safely orbiting her guardian, our moon.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
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This is my voice and these are my words,
gently flowing from my mouth,
through your finger tips in verse.
Keep open, your mind and your head held high.
Keep your heart with me, for there true peace does lie.
© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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Stars above glisten bright.
With each star, a child born,
As it was on my sacred night.

I am a child of the Supreme Being Above.
Representing royalty, as each of us do.

We all start off this way;
Pure, innocent, & true.

My story, I share with others alike.
Every fairy-tale, every word, every truth
Each representing a time of life,
Lessons learned of different virtues.

I live, dream & imagine other worlds of my own,
Learn lessons along the way
Finding alternative paths back home.

We search high and low to find ourselves
Yet the answer always lies within.

If we'd only follow our hearts all along,
We'd always start right back where we begin.

Life's about recognizing the adventure in our own lives.
Following our hearts.
Living our own dreams.
Creating our own magic.

It's things like that, we need to remember.
Things like that, we need to pass on.

Teach our children, remind our elders.
Spread the love, bring peace to man.

Magic is real. It starts with you.
Find yourself however you may.

Allow your whole being to come together as one.
Let yourself show through in words.

Simple writing.
An ancient dialect.
Wise words from my Muse

© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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