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 Jul 2015 glenn martin
Marianne M
#8
 Jul 2015 glenn martin
Marianne M
#8
Don't light yourself on fire trying to brighten someones existence.
TenWordStory
 Jul 2015 glenn martin
Tia Jane
We are lost love ~
Beneath years of expectation and doubt ~
Struggling against the rubble with the hope to stand strong again  ~
Days drift into night and I am weary from collecting moments without you ~
Hold tight onto my hand ~
We will lift these rocks and allow the sun to penetrate the darkness ~
We will see each other's eyes for the first time again ~
We will let go of old habits ~
And start our path anew ~
We are lost love ~
But together we'll find our way ~

Copyright © Tia Jane Fajardo
he said it was important to question yourself
do we live in an eternal dream, a coma
that we could wake up from tomorrow
fresh and red, ripe for a new dream
sprinkling star dust and tear crumbs on children's eyes
hoping to shield them from the future they won't have
their mouths opened, pearly whites gritting words
unsaid in the hollowness of their homes
marble floors and pale walls collect the nail clippings
perfection hunting us even in our fantasy
but if we are not
then who will dream about us?
 Jul 2015 glenn martin
HRTsOnFyR
I'll just never
understand
why he wasn't
important
  enough to you  
to try and save him...
The same question
could also be posed
  to you,
concerning your Self... Your own inner and outer health...
wealth...  
discipline...
As above so below.
As within so without.
All of life is a mirror.
Our experiences are
A Mirror.
How long can you wait
To free your mind
From the despairing thoughts
Creating lacunae
Don’t let the shadows
Take over the true identity
Let it be a reflection
Not an alter ego
Mirrors and mirrors
That mirrors your thoughts
Caught in-between
The mesh of reflections
It’s hard to find your true identity
Mirroring the pale reflections
Left as a silhouette
Standing there unfamiliar and unsure
 Jul 2015 glenn martin
HRTsOnFyR
I watch the cottonwood
seeds
gather on the
wildflowers and
the weeds.
The trail looks a gentle
snowfall
  of dust,
Like the back corner
of grandmother's attic...
Blanketed in mystery
and
  well worn with
                   the years.
White sand and flakes of
pyrite
  glitter on the
  water's edge,
Dancing
with the rythym of the  
  waves...
A hummingbird
chases a dragonfly
into a tangerine sunset.
A hawk circles the road looking
for a wayward mouse.
I cry a silent prayer.
And can
   only
think of you,
My Angel.
And
    the
       wind
            cries
                 too...
Singing her
sorrowful song
Only for you,
My Angel,
Only for you...
I wrecked on my longboard yesterday
I know it sounds pathetic
People get hurt a lot worse skating than I have
But that moment when you fall
When you know you hit your head
Then stand up only to have your eye sight go black
And your hearing vanish
While your stomach turns
I have to say it was the scariest moment of my life
The funny thing is I got hurt showing off
Maybe I should just longboard because I love it
Not to prove I'm better than others
 Jul 2015 glenn martin
GaryFairy
i pledge allegiance to the rainbow flag
of the united states of america
and to the contradiction, for which it stands
one defunct nation, under government
invisible
with liberty and justice to money
 Jul 2015 glenn martin
AlanK
She Is
 Jul 2015 glenn martin
AlanK
An oasis in a parched terrain
A rhyme in a dull refrain
In a storm a place to hide
A ******* in a riptide.

Going down, a parachute
Monday morning, short commute.
Summer day a scarf of silk
Warm cookies, a glass of milk.

Chocolate sundae the cherry on top,
Dangerous street a friendly cop.
A sturdy rope down the abyss
Tucked in bed a goodnight kiss.
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