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 Jun 2013 Gene
Kayla Hollatz
a bundle of
brave little bones,
all i am.

but i’m starting
to deteriorate at
a quickened pace.

my skin’s peeling,
abandoning my body
like everyone else.

the vessel of
my soul’s learning
to leave me.

left to rot
alone, the same
fate as you.
I wanted to keep myself to the pattern of 3 line stanzas with only 3 words to each line. Here is what resulted.
 Jun 2013 Gene
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stop for a moment
 Jun 2013 Gene
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stop for a moment

                  awaken at 5 am and listen to the birdsong, their melodies capturing your soul
                  look up at the sky and gaze at the moon in wonder and appreciate it's allure
                  bless each wilting flower you pass and whisper to it's soul, tell it of it's beauty
                  watch as the stars dance
                        s w i r l i n g and s w i r l i n g and s w i r l i n g
                  admire the galaxies as they foxtrot to the sound of a harp
                  whisper back to the spaces inbetween the branches of autumn ridden trees
                
appreciate that which nature has blessed you with
and smile each and every day
 Jun 2013 Gene
Morgan
The air is light
Your breathing is getting heavy
I could taste the tobacco on your tongue
And now I'm imagining that pretty, black lung
You're whispering in my ear
I could smell the whiskey on your teeth
I could taste the **** on your lips
Tattoos from your collar bones to your shoes
And metal in your face
You skanked into this pit like you owned it
Well, ****
Now you own me
 Jun 2013 Gene
Mike Hauser
She draws the stars
Late into the night
Standing in an open field
Soaking in their light
The beauty that they cast
Helps her pen to glide
When she's finished drawing
Is when she takes to flight

She draws the stars
Colors them by numbers
Throws away all diagrams
Prefers the use of different colors
Gives them all the oddest names
One after another
The furthest ones away
Names them after her ex-lovers

She draws the stars
Then gives her drawings away
To those she meets on the street
She feels needs a brighter day
She gives away the ones she loves
The rest she likes to save
Pastes them on her walls
In the galaxy she's made
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