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 Apr 2017 Hayley Anders
Poetic T
Buoyancy keeps me floating above
a tide of seductive
                           deepening

I'm a stop motion venture that will
surprise you with a reality
                                       at its ending..
 Apr 2017 Hayley Anders
ryn
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                    Time,
                    space
           ­         and everything in between.

                    Heartaches,
                    tea­rs
                    and secrets that don't come clean.

                    Gambols,
                    laughter­
                    and smiles beaming keen.

                    Deep thoughts,
                    aloneness
                    and the dark places we've been.

                    Handholding,
                    carel­ess hugs
                    and ready shoulders to lean.

                    Reckless stabs,
                    impulsive jabs
                    and caustic words we don't mean.

                    Contentment,
                    count­ing blessings
                    and hope we can glean.

                    You,
                    me
        ­            and everything in between.


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 Apr 2017 Hayley Anders
Poetic T
We are but a lingering breath in the
                                  void of existence.

When we exhale a final vocalization
                of our moments that shed a tear.

We are but a grain of earth that grows
                          petals. that will always fall.

Our place is in memory, we are but a breath
                                               
                                              in a grain of sand falling.
 Apr 2017 Hayley Anders
Poetic T
blankets of dewdrops
tiny chandeliers hanging

tears fall in the breeze
 Apr 2017 Hayley Anders
Poetic T
I asked her if I could
dip my
      pen in her inkpot

She replied "What are you going to write?

A brevity of love, I said..
                                  
                               "Your confident, she replied...
I would love to let you read my mind
Follow my thoughts just as you would the pages of a book
 Apr 2016 Hayley Anders
Poetic T
We all see through the same glass,
the tint is just a little different with
each one that views it.
the same thing can be view with new eyes ever time its pondered upon but we all see it differently to what others preserve
People are like books you can’t judge them by their covers,
Everyone has their own unique beauty than others.

You don’t know their story till you open the first page and start reading what it’s about,
As their words fill your eyes like 3D popping out.

So before you start judging open their books first,
Getting to know someone can always be pleasant or it can be for the worst.

**By Jacob Cuadro
Never judge by the book covers were all like books
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