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Nov 2017 harlon rivers

alwaystrying

Crimson seethe. This, a waiting not for all
even glean a PDF, follow crumbs, seal notes.
Raucous cries die before sunset
veering to the door, but sticker too green.

Strange, eleven hours it took to birth a smile
pluck away in quiet corners.
Only, reversing chance to another
nobody gives a hoot. Isn't life much a gauntlet?
Drying, crack open a thought and spy
youngster unsought, of the last month, until the end.

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

Time

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

Jeff Stier

Time

Every moment in time
is delicate
ready to shatter

Every moment in time
is soon lost
and seldom found

I live in a moth-built cocoon
moss in my ears
deluded into thinking
I will soon be the butterfly
I once was

But in this life
it will never be
unless the ocean
loses its argument
against the land

Unless the moon
says no more
to the sun

So in that spirit I hold out my hands
for the next blessing
receive it dutifully
and with a gratitude deeper than music

Here to chime
until my time
like bells in the wind.

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

maybe love ?

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

Nicole

maybe love ?

when you think you love someone it's like a slow burn.

the flame travels down the wick
at a pace less than a snail.
It meanders,
stops to catch it’s breath and enjoy the view,

the full smiles and eyes lost with wonder.

sparks flying out as little spats make themselves known
and it travels closer to the bottom of the glass,
the wax is melting,

only a couple of inches left now.

and as the light gets closer and closer to going out
you scramble for anything to hold to
because you aren’t ready to lose this,

but its time.

and then the light is gone and you’re left in the dark.
the realization that love wasn’t what that was

but **** was it something good.

#love #relationships #end #ending #sad #happy #hearts #heartbreak

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

Silence

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

Nicole

Silence

words are caught in my chest.

trying to crawl their way out through my head.

but my mind refuses to let them break its walls down.

the strength behind the pain

that made me this way is enough to stand back

and watch my heart be buried alive.

underneath all the things left unsaid

it tries to beat its way through but the words cut deep

and the blood runs thick from its veins.

#depression #anxiety #writersblock #stuck #death #sadness #anxious #quiet

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

Autumn Remembrance

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

Nicole

Autumn Remembrance

the crunch of leaves beneath my feet
and the smell as they burn
return me to the land that was my home.
eyes closed so i can see the past
as it tries to escape from my fingertips.
and i can no longer tell what is real from what is remembered.
i see my brother running in front of me,
turning back so that his vibrant gold eyes catch the light just so
and i am there with him.
my youth is the only thing that is real to me in that moment,
the laughter,
the crisp cool air
biting at my cheeks and leaving them rouged,
a smile staking its claim on my lips for the moment.
it all kept me sane.
and as the image fades, i am brought back down to earth.
the somber tones of grey surround me as my brother’s gold fades away
and i am left with no more happiness.
the blood leaves my cheeks as my lips shrivel up into a hard pressed line.
the air has gone warm and heavy
as my lungs begin to strain to get the oxygen without drowning.
childhood fun has turned to the dark days of adulthood and i do not know how to live this life anymore.
when innocence and ignorance are gone you are left with reality,
and I’m not quite sure how to live with that.

#life #autumn #fall #reality #childhood #sadness #emptiness #cold

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

MELANOMA

Nov 2017 harlon rivers

MikeTheVike

MELANOMA

...

Set   Fire   to   the   beach!

T h e c r u e l  s u n  c r i e d.

While the edge of the earth

licked it's rays with the tide

his skin like a paper; it peels and curls and cracks
the heat like a vapor; it seals and swirls and traps
                     i t s e l f    i n s i d e    h i s    c e l l s


   a virus encircles above

                                                      just a seaside paloma

                 i m p r e g n a t i n g  skin

                                                    with malignant melanoma


his doctor like a butcher; with hands he chops and stains
his pain like a structure; it stands and burns and caves
i n      o n      i t s e l f

Set   fire   to   his   cells!

The   cruel   chemo   cried

while the wicked bag of morphine

dripped drops at his side

...

#skin #cancer #sun #chemo #pain