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 Apr 2016 Flo
Nina JC
Poets say how beautiful it is
that the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shore
no matter how many times it is sent away

How chasing thunderstorms can make you feel so alive
that sometimes you forget you are in the path of a hurricane.

This is how we fall in love
This is how we fall apart

This is the burning flame
This is the burst balloon

This is saying “I love you”
and only hearing a siren song

This is feeling at home
even with your hands around my neck

Maybe I jumped knowing exactly where I’d fall
Maybe I held your heart so hard it exploded

If we are just two people playing with fire
Why am I the only one who gets burnt?

In sixth grade biology class they taught us
that the average human heart is the same size as a fist.
I didn’t know we would all grow up learning to use it like one.
 Apr 2016 Flo
Alvira Perdita
with a mouth of
venom
you pronouce
your love
a history that won't be relived
' if you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph '
*that explains why he never took pictures of me
 Apr 2016 Flo
Nikita
A Poem
 Apr 2016 Flo
Nikita
like a poem
that needs no melodies
or accompanying beats
but is best,simplest

like a poem
that’s succinct, small
encompassing little,yet,
leaving thoughts,abysmal

like a poem
that lingers long
till each word of it
pours out completely

You,
like a poem.
 Apr 2016 Flo
South-by-Southwest
Blossoms are the
Hopes and dreams
Attached to the thorny
Stems of life
We all have to climb
To smell the roses
 Apr 2016 Flo
Lora Lee
Archeology
 Apr 2016 Flo
Lora Lee
I am an
emotional
      archeologist
digging d
                 e
                        e
                                p
into the contours
of the heart
trying to discern
what spots
need tender healing,
how to treat and
soothe its
fissured parts
I am a soul-mind
                   excavator
discerning
temperature and hue
measuring the depths
of textures
as we get down
to the root
We work hard,
my team and I
mapping earthen layers
we use the implements
                     of wisdom
to try and heal
this pain acute
and as we gently
cut through the strata
of history, of scars
I know that this
         explorer's work
is worth it
for we will reach up
to the stars
So we continue on
in patience,
into the
blazing core
      like truth-warriors
like healers
      unlocking secret
ancient treasures
that will rise up
to the
fore
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