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 Jun 2013 rj
Susan O'Reilly
Hide and Seek is not for the meek

last time my parents didn’t find me for a week

no matter how much I peeked and squeaked

Next time I’ll eat garlic so I’ll reek

it will be a much shorter game of hide and seek
kids rhyming poem
 Jun 2013 rj
Susan O'Reilly
Oh, how I want this moment to last
must I consign it to my past
Can I savour its mystery
before it becomes history

I’m holding it tight in my brain
replaying it again and again

I’ll have to let it go
a nice memory, I know
It is with sadness
I let this moment pass
 Jun 2013 rj
Susan O'Reilly
I DON’T WANNA LIVE

I wanna die

‘cos all I can do is cry

YOU LEFT ME

So what am I

HOW DARE YOU DIE

and leave me all alone

who am I going to talk to on the phone

who am I going to tease and squeeze

when all their trying to do is please

I’M SO MAD AT YOU

What do I do

How do I manage this

Oh God, I can still taste your kiss

Still smell your smell

Who am I going to tell

I’M SO CONFUSED

Feel so abused

God I love you so

Why’d you have to go

PLEASE COME BACK

This I can’t hack

I love you so much

I miss your touch

I’M SORRY DEAR

I didn’t mean it

I’ll try and stay strong

and hopefully it won’t be long

‘til were together again

I’LL LOVE YOU

Forever and ever

I’ll forget you never
 Jun 2013 rj
Susan O'Reilly
Pain
 Jun 2013 rj
Susan O'Reilly
Pain hidden under my sleeves

bruises blue and green

for the old him my heart grieves

he’s gone nowhere to be seen

he hits me on a whim

these days I don’t have to do anything

it’s just as the mood takes him

can’t believe he used to sing

I’m too scared to go

run away tail between my legs

lost friends long ago

couldn’t listen to anymore “leave him” begs

I’m lying in a bed of my own making

waiting for him to return

in the silence I can hear my heart breaking

along with the bones and painful burn
 Jun 2013 rj
Gailyn Bybee
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 Jun 2013 rj
Gailyn Bybee
My mind is sometimes a dark,
twisted place to be.
With monsters that make the human race
look like the church-goers they pretend to be.
I find it easy to rhyme with my words.
I get along well with my adjectives and verbs.
But ask me to use my voice,
It won't be heard.
My mind is sharp and quick,
not my tongue.
My mouth fumbles all the words inside,
the words that fight,
to catch a glimpse of the daylight.
My voice just isn't cutout for my cranium.
I am not built out of Titanium.
Just blood cells and muscle tissues,
and within my head,
world wide issues.
Laugh if you want to,
but you all know it's true.
This countries blown its' nose on the other half of the hemisphere,
Including you and I.
Now all we get from them is oil and overworked sneers.
Bad business for even worse businessmen.
It must be the environment,
that is poisoning my tongue.
In this country my mind does not belong.
Let's make a move on the board,
take a risk.
No airports though,
they tend to frisk.
Just you and I,
and a couple of novels,
we'll be good.
It's you I want to float in this ocean with,
as the city's burning.
It was awhile ago that these children
stopped learning.
In this world,
we each had our moments.
Look what just fell,
the monuments.
So, put your hand in mine,
we can be what's right for each other.
Won't ever need another.
Let's make a trip around the axis,
in a brand new Lexus.
I'm not paying though,
gift of the previous world.
Guess my mind's not as twisted as I pretend it to be.
I am with you for one reason,
You always know what I am thinking.
So I don't have to speak it.
You're so understanding,
It's terrific.
You're my other half,
no doubt.
You are what it could all be about.
Now let's watch this Apocalypse together.
We will float  here forever at sea.
You are a reoccurring dream,
that I never want to leave.
There is  nothing to worry about.
Just you and I.
And this vast sea.
I hear your voice so loud and clear,
it is if you are very near,
I turn around to see if you are near,
but I don't see you anywhere.

I hear your voice so loud and clear,
I hear you tell me you are still near,
I turn around but you are not
here,
I hear your voice but you are not here.
I hear you tell me not to cry,
but tears form from my deep blue eyes,
You tell me to be happy not sad,
but some how I can not do what
you ask.
I hear your voice so loud and clear,
but you are no where my dear
I wish you were here for me to see,
but you left me for a better place
and
I look forward until we meet again
so be can be together again.
 Jun 2013 rj
Camila Eusse
The words I write
Are all I have
Every sentence, paragraph or script,
I hold dear.
They are my life.
It's a solitary existence.
To being rejected I'm prone
I've been left all alone
In a jail of words
I'll grab the pen once more
And my own personal prison
Will continue to grow.
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