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 Jul 2012 GreenTea
Isobel G
Fire
 Jul 2012 GreenTea
Isobel G
I met him once,
under a hazy night
that leaked gasoline.
He looked like light,
but he was fire.
©Nicola-Isobel H.          08.07.2012
 May 2012 GreenTea
Gaby Thomas
I can see
you two
sitting there
so happily
but you don't see
you can't see
what you two
did to *me
 May 2012 GreenTea
Brandon Webb
She dances there
Under one of the three
Dead lights
In this room
Moving only as she always does

Her beauty is different
Exotic, hers, only hers
And she fills the room
Without standing or speaking

Watching her reminds me
Of the time before I told myself
“I don’t love her”

and again
I doubt myself

©Brandon Webb
2012
 May 2012 GreenTea
Sunshine Beam
Too many ways to go
as many as the wind could blow
I'm left relying on your hand to show
the way which only you before hand know
© Sunshine Beam
This is about what path to choose for my life's work.
 May 2012 GreenTea
A J Ward
Turn me inside out,
Learn the way I tick.
Unveiled. Naked. Vulnerable.

I am an open book,
You could recite my story by heart,
and be the holder of the pen.

You write delicate words,
across my pages,
filling them with colour.

Unveiled? Naked? Vulnerable?
No.

Take this crown,
And wear it with pride,
For you are the holder of my trust.
 Feb 2012 GreenTea
julian
Grand estates dripping with vibrancy and luxury

Oh that sweet tune

Blow horn man blow

Precious stones deep within caverns of gold

Star gazing and soul waiting

Dreams of us and songs of lust

Faster, faster, wolf cub roam

Until the morning light reaches home

Care for me my love

Share with you I must

Darling, oh my darling

Just a few

Of my favorite things
John Coltrane...helping me get back in to the poetic groove........enjoy hep cats
Is there such a thing?
An edge I mean.
Or does the black hole
That we have sought
Make us travel, wander
Into the dimensions.
Trying to find the one edge
To answer our questions.
Where? When? Why?
We're such curious beings.
 Feb 2011 GreenTea
Alex E Morris
When the time comes, I’ll be in your arms
We’ll drive by neighborhoods and farms

Stopping in this crazy haze
The night sky before our eyes
We look about in such a daze
Brightness falls down to the horizon and dies

The sweet smell of the summer air
Tickles our noses and lulls us to sleep
As I run my fingers through your hair
We dream of a little home on a hill so steep
 Feb 2011 GreenTea
Alex E Morris
I sent your gift through soap and suds
Looks battered and short shrift

The smile on your face
The sureness of your grace
While I was throwing duds


I dropped a pendant, a symbol of trust
Still pondering where it might have went

You seem disappointed
Though not afflicted
As I sat there and cussed


I broke a picture frame, Shattered the glass
As I hid away, and in you came

A long pause and awe
Your open-wide jaw
I felt like such a *******


You take pity on me nonetheless and shrug it off
You say, “It’s okay” As others stand around to scoff
While you relieve the distress of my dismay

What a person, so loving
That is why I hold them so close
Everyone else, pushing and shoving
When I was the one you chose
 Feb 2011 GreenTea
Isobel G
The truth is,
Nobody cares,
Who you are,
Or what you think,
They only see,
What they want to see
©Nicola-Isobel H.       16.02.2011
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