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 Sep 2015 HRTsOnFyR
Onoma
As the leaves ******
their world's turning
above...seeing as blindly
as tapping blades of
grass below.
Any passing is unsteady...
even perfect faith must
leap by nature.
The very conduct of
heaven... on earth or other.
Caught you off guard
With a lighthearted smile
And
in that fraction of a second
I could see the child that dwels within you

Pure and sincere  
Silly, lover of all things
The one who forgets to judge
One that lives on mountains of
Creative curiosity
Explorer of unfathomable lands
Innocence through your eyes filled with awe

As fast as it came, it left.
You grew up once more to a dull, monotonous and frivolous conditioning the we are shaped into as children.

Live my brothers & love with an intensity only permitted in your dreams and hidden fantasies.
Coffee shop glimpses on strangers and sincere smiles...
 Sep 2015 HRTsOnFyR
Grace
You sleep in shudders,
In thundestorms and clouds,
You dwell in nightmares,
Unseen demons,
Wrapping you in shrouds.

You talk like madness,
You raise up ghosts,
You fear the monsters
Of children’s dreams,
Ever but feebly engrossed.

I hide your fears,
Behind closed doors,
I bring back summer in poems and
Repeat your favourite words;
An attempt to soothe the angered sores.

I fill others with your own lies,
A promise of better days,
Of words written in your own hand.
I deceive them of my cares,
Protecting your mind’s maze.

But still there are unhealed scars,
Quiet whispers and silent sighs
And I wish I could ease you
Into one night of rest,
If you could just close your eyes.
 Sep 2015 HRTsOnFyR
Just Melz
Muse
 Sep 2015 HRTsOnFyR
Just Melz
I don't typically get inspired by flowers or trees,
But sometimes,
I'm moved by the way the wind breathes through the leaves.

I'm not usually hypnotized by beaches or the ocean,
But every now and then,
I feel a connection to the waves, how they crash, over and over again.

I can't say I'm always motivated by music or a catchy beat,
But occasionally,
A song plays and I can't help but get up and move my feet.

I haven't felt inspiration in many things before
But today I realized,
You captivate me, draw me in, every day, more and more.

Your voice, your smile, your eyes, even all your bad moods,
All the time,
You inspire me to write, to laugh and to simply DO.

I guess what I'm trying to say is...
You're my muse.

And I love you.
 Sep 2015 HRTsOnFyR
Adam Struble
cast your stones into the river
chant your stories into the fire
many faced lady of light
looking through eyes all around
eyes form in waterfalls
falling mist- olaphim
blue eyed mystery of night
gravity flow of chance
borders and transfer of water
invisible lines in time and space
cycle of life within water
time grows life to perpetuate and regenerate
life kills parts of itself to grow
the pace of the flow- tunnel of hollow mystery
reflections of infinity upon the water
i am dancing with the sweeping current
i am one with the flow of the river
i am the strong arms that carry the goddess through the current
and her face emerges from the surface of the river
eyes closed and smiling
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