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 Nov 2015 Jeanette
AprilDawn
destined to rise
on this
  November night
every full moon  
these past months  
wore
a special  name  
this one fits
so very well
finally
this  calendar year  
draws ever closer
to an end
moments
and  loved ones
simply framed
by  a bright moon
in a dark sky  
of mournful
memories
It's been a long year   , tonight's impending full  moon rise   brought   these words forward.
 Nov 2015 Jeanette
ross
I can tell you all about betrayal
And heartbreak
Just ask about the time I spent alone on your birthday at your headstone
Let's talk about our car rides
And the way you ripped up the map
Then set your destination to the insides of my chest cavity
And how you expected it to be perfectly paved to your veins
Or when you thought
my soul was the key to your north node
I wanna talk about how every time I watch a star die out
It's just a reminder that memories don't last forever
At least ours didn't
Or maybe this is me trying to forget you like you forgot me
Id give anything just to speak with you one last time
And ask you to teach me how easily it was for you to leave someone you once called home
 Nov 2015 Jeanette
Poetic Artiste
You always knew how to move me,
captivated by your splendor,
I could watch a million skies set and rise,
with your natural beauty.
I feel safe with you,
lying on empty beaches,
with the sand as my pedestal,
and the ocean as my focus,
while your shadow falls over me,
your oranges and pinks touch me,
in ways I never anticipated,
you always knew how I was feeling,
you listened while I whispered my secrets to the winds,
how can I express my gratitude?
I am forever in your favor,
Sunset to sunrise,
I feel myself with you.
When I'm sad I can't speak
So I write because it gives me hope
 Nov 2015 Jeanette
Manisha Uniyal
Honey laced sweet words
Sugar slippery coated and glaced
Decorated and wrapped in the best
Casted and moulded in the proper set

Used with finesse and matching tone
Years of practice was behind the scene
heartfelt happiness or the showy sympathy
Correct timing with beautiful delivery

Empty words and deaf ears
Fooling culture of exchanging pleasantry
Brutal honesty always hit hard
Society rejects the black sheep from all

Lesson to learn in life
What wins is diplomacy and lies


Manisha
i hunt for a sign
of you in the vernal sky—
all summer and breeze.
 Nov 2015 Jeanette
Sana
If only I could preserve her motherhood in a bottle of glass, I could have forever slept in the luminous embrace of its hypnotic tenderness.
Dedicated to every mother at HP.
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