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Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

Promise

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

Kathy Myers

Promise

The smell of coffee and black sharpie fill your senses
Dragging yourself out of bed, you wrap the sheet around your naked body
Your head hurts more with every movement, every thought.

The sticky note on the door
written in small, squished, boy-like writing
"I never promised you forever."

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

You Were Wrong

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

PrttyBrd

You Were Wrong

Arriving early for five minutes alone with you

                                                  You thought I was punctual

Leaving last to be your ear and use your shoulder

                                                 You thought I just hated to go home

Open affection to start every occasion

                                                You thought I was your freedom

No judging and true words defined us

                                                You thought we were being honest

Hero and heroine saving each other

                                               You thought it was enough

Twisted words and broken spirit

                                              You never noticed the change

Side by side and lifelong promises

                                               You swore you would never lie

Above all else...the truth

                                             **You were wrong

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

sunset silhouette

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

joann alabsy

sunset silhouette

sharp, the bare branches
inflicting a mortal wound
where they meet the sky,
crimson glow of dying sun
bleeds upon the horizon.

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

The First Time I Saw Her

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

Solitaire Archer

The First Time I Saw Her

The first time I saw her ,She was dancing in the fire
flickering with the pipes, naked feet stepping on the drum beats
Glorious and free wild and unconfined
The next time we met the frost coated the trees
She was mist wrapped and the snow sparkled in her fiery hair
and softly She crooned the Quarters gentle She called us to worship
Then Spring
Life bursting yellow and white ribbons twisted through glossy tresses
Harp and drum flute and horn
Myrrh and Rose and Jade She comes we follow
and now Fall the time of sleep of sleeping death
the fire is high the Sisters here and we wait
Flute cries and lyre weeps yet the drum pulls calls stronger and more insistence
She comes robed in orange and brown mustard and wine
Slowly pacing the course of Sol then Luna's track returns
Tall and Regal, Cool and Controlled

She walked to the fire and smiled, holding out Her hands
She calls us to Dance

Singing ballads, new and old cooing, humming or merely swaying

The first time I saw Her she was Dancing in the Fire

Solita Arcanes

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

Bait

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

Urbaniste Lost

Bait

I tremble not when waters clear
And I see sandy bottoms of your mind.
As long as at the helm I steer
Charted courses of your kind
It is smooth sailing, I have no fear.

But when the sun no longer shines
In the depths things disappear.
Lurking in the salted brine
Are monsters, toothed from ear to ear.

And I, their prey, am swimming blind
Enticed by your charming allure
That muddles up a reasonable mind
Till midday mealtime is secured.
To you I’m naught more than a snack
With deadly smiles to be lured
Beneath the water’s velvet black.

And though I suffer, rest assured
That I’ll come, sadly, swimming back.

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

In Limbo

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

PrttyBrd

In Limbo

I can see light through the wall,
as it is wearing thin with age.
It makes it even bleaker to exist here.

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

A Girl I Once Knew

Jul 2010 DJ Thomas

PrttyBrd

A Girl I Once Knew

Once upon a time I knew who I was and kind of what I wanted, or rather expected from life. I was sure I knew who I was. I had a plan, general ideas on a tentative time-line. This comes before that, and so on. I got swept away in the rapids of others. Tossed around and wrung out.

Swept away
White water, no raft
Lonely ride

Left in the gutter, I found my way home; vacant-eyed and sullen, Jaded and confused beyond the realm of humanity, but home. What had I done to attract such things? Why was it okay to be garbage to others? Abused and unwanted, still far from myself. Plastic bubble gum smiles, no one asks and I don’t tell. Made it home, scathed and broken. Thinking the me I knew couldn’t possibly have done that. So, was I ever who I thought I was?

**Beautiful masks worn
Thin veneer of porcelain
Hides maceration