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Jan 2017 Hannah Adair

Moments

Jan 2017 Hannah Adair

Michael Murphy

Moments

Fleeting moments
Slipping through time

Moments spent
Looking back

Moments spent dreaming
Of future joy

Moments wasted
Looking nowhere

Only in these moments

Holding you

Kissing you

Loving you

Am I living

In the eternal
In the absence of time

My heaven
Is in the moments
Spent with you

#love

Jan 2017 Hannah Adair

too often

Jan 2017 Hannah Adair

Cas

too often

too often i find myself
feeling like my head
is a balloon full of helium
tethering itself to my neck
by a ribbon curled with
an open pair of scissors

too often i find myself telling myself
that this isn’t a good way to feel,
that this is how it started last time,
that i should eat more food,
drink less coffee but more *****.

too often i taste him
underneath my fingernails and
wonder how long it will take
for my cuticles to forget him
and wonder when the nightmares
might give it a rest,
because i could use some sleep.

#love #heartbreak

Jan 2017 Hannah Adair

In The End It's Not Clichés That Keep Your Name

Jan 2017 Hannah Adair

Brandon

In The End It's Not Clichés That Keep Your Name

It's not in your best friend
It's not in your high school sweetheart
It's not in your soulmate
It's not in your it's complicated
It's not in your girl next door
It's not in your boo or beau
It's not in your bae or your roll in the hay
It's not in your one night stand that stayed too long
It's not in your ******* telethon
It's not in your one that got away
It's not in your rebounds
It's not in your first or last chances
It's not in your love at first sight
It's not in your second glances
It's not in your some day
It's not in your angels
It's not in your baby birds
It's not in your ol lady or your man
*It's not in any name you call out to the lonely night skies
It's in the piece of mind that everything is right

Sep 2015 Hannah Adair

My baggage.

Sep 2015 Hannah Adair

Manic Brilliance

My baggage.

Around the bend, baggage claim.


      The carousel comes around again.


      I try to find the ones my own,


      I see the first as it comes down.


      This first one, small, so quaint, so plain.


      Carries all of my pain...tings.


      The second slowly drifts across,


      I'm glad that this one was not lost.


      A medium size bag with a tiny hole,


      It carries the remnants of my soul..dier memorabilia.


      Two more bags I await, the next one appears at the gate.


      Another smaller bag that is beat up, and tattered within.


      If opened you would find all my sin...icle comics that I
      collect.


      As I wait for my final bag.


      Hours pass as times drags.


      I ask where it may have gone,


      I'm told it was lost before the plane had flown.


      Saddened with this news alas.


      For that final baggage held my past...els.

#words #future #past #on #play #present #jetlag

Jul 2015 Hannah Adair

Once More (Breathless)

Jul 2015 Hannah Adair

Sarah Spang

Once More (Breathless)

Here I am, I'm breathless
And you, you're just the same.
My recollections failed to serve you
Justice once again.

The sight of you has chased away
The numbness of my limbs.
My beacon cheeks are fire bright;
My widened eyes; a-swim.

And everything is rushing back
And hanging on my lips,
Unspoken words that surge and rush
Like blood to fingertips.

I wish my eyes were ocean tides
That rose over and crashed,
So I could saturate your core
And make my presence last.

Oh, that those waves could draw you out
And pluck your from the shore
I'd carry you away with me
To where we were before.

*Original, Unrhymed Notes

Here I am, and I'm breathless
And you're just as I remember you
The sight of you has chased away the cold
And I'm a beacon, all flushed cheeks
And wide eyes
My coltish knees locking
And suddenly I cannot make the words
That will carry be across this
Invisible ocean
Break across you like an
all-consuming wave.

#sadness #hope #separation #ocean

Apr 2015 Hannah Adair

the cartographer

Apr 2015 Hannah Adair

Tom Leveille

the cartographer

a desire to know
every muscle
governing the movements
in your face
that bring smile
from lapsed synapse
explodes from my meridians
with your name
on the lips of every
captain to my ships
in hopes that my tired thoughts
could find a home
in a harbor not far from your heart

Jan 2015 Hannah Adair

LOVE is more than....

Jan 2015 Hannah Adair

Sylvia Frances Chan

LOVE is more than....

Love is more than all things
in the light enticingly stand

Love is more than the memories
more beauty in twilight go,

Love is greater than all beings,
who covet much and long that,
after more or less erudite
one goeth others corridor

Love is more than all what is seen
by world weaving loom drives
after one of the perhaps waring
the figure that remains flawless

Love is that, motionless shining,
doing all that is moving
Appearing ever, never disappearing,
brightest and mystery

Love in all things lives and weaves so they are

Love is in the memories the invariant line

Love is what all beings the heart does
go to others around
so without anything erudite
one to the other looks, the other looks to one

Love is what all is and what is seen
one instinct is where it floats by

Love is behind all the might
the figure who remains flawless.

Love is true and eternal
Love is the seen and The Unseen
Love is Love All Above
The One and Only Unconditional

Love is true and eternal
in the masterful human brain
itself nesting warm
by Love´s reign....

© by Sylvia Frances Chan
HP Friday-@19.01 hrs p.m.
14th Nov 2014

PF 26th October 2012 @ 22.44 hrs. p.m.
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