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 Jun 2016 Gary
Sjr1000
You're my walking song
You right my wrongs
You walk with grace
in flowing lace
You're my song unsung
You're my walking song

You're my child
on their way
I hold you when you need me to
You're my walking song

It's a song unsung
This song we've begun
It's a melody caught in the breeze
It comes with the wind
And is gone towards the sea
It's a cumulus cloud unfolding
into a red red sky
It's a melody I hear
through my night time
window

You're my walking song
You've been delivered to me
My lips
My life
My love
is singing

My eyes are seeing the notes
before me

You're my song unsung
You're my walking song.
For parents everywhere in those magic spaces
 Jun 2016 Gary
Ariana Robinson
We all have a bit of monster in us
I just seem to be in tune with mine
And it causes me to be a bit of a heathen
Not really a heathen. I can be an angel...with ill intentions.
Just kidding or am I?
 Jun 2016 Gary
Mike Hauser
Marty the Mellow Mushroom
Far out in left field
Growing ever strong and tall
With cow manure his favorite meal

Everyday he contemplates
Life under the sun
That is until the fateful day
The hippies all showed up

They took Marty out to party
Now the only part of Marty left
Are the trippy little colors
Inside the happy hippies heads
 Jun 2016 Gary
phil roberts
Throughout my long life
I've been fortunate enough
To know many colourful characters
However, it's also true that
I've met lots of monochrome people too
Now, I ask you, dear reader
Knowing me as many of you do
Which do you think are my friends?

                                                By Phil Roberts
 Jun 2016 Gary
Sk Abdul Aziz
The day has the power and energy of the sun
The sweet serenade sung by the birds
The serene sound of dewdrops falling from the leaves
The freshness of the air
But the night offers a far more tempting menu...
...the beauty and grace of the moon
An army of stars
The hooting owls
The howling wolves
The chirping crickets
And above all an incredible sense of serenity and the haunting silence
I love the day
But i absolutely adore the night
****** against the cliff,
caught in a vortex.  
Whirlpool of relentless force,
pulling me down, down, down.
Sound...deafening~
Obliterating all sense of direction.

I succomb to the waves.
****** out, pulled in.
Riptide determined to
carry me under.
Spared by the mercy
of an upper current that
carries me weightless out and
over the break.

Impelled by Grace
greater than the Power at hand,
My body finds the sand.
I lie upon the beach,
all fight left behind.
The Ocean claims my strength
No question who has won...**

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