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 Dec 2015 Ramona Argo
Scott T
Cranes accuse the sky
As people swarm like ***** in
A ******* jungle
I found it hard to grieve
but my heart ached with pain
I didn't see your body
beneath the mounds of earth.
I didn't see your ashes
being blown away
by the wind
I found it hard to cope
My state of denial
Been mourning over someone
Who is dead but alive
Its hard knowing
You are breathing still
Some thousand miles away
Cheerfully hugging another
willing soul
My Hello from the other side
Falls on deaf ears naturally
Its cruel
when
The memories are vivid
I Hello you
I Hello you
A million times..........
Somedays.
I wish there was someone,
or somewhere to go.

A place to seek help.
For anything or any reason,
Without fear of anything,
or anyone.

There isn't a place,
With anonymity for those problems that are,
Less common than most,
The ones you can't say aloud.

Instead,
We are forced to suffer in silence.
Because the fears in which control us...
...are the fears of people finding out.
Just what it is we have to say, and just what's on our minds
 Oct 2015 Ramona Argo
GaryFairy
segregated churches
segregated souls
segregated fires
segregated coals

segregated freedom
segregated dreams
segregated whispers
segregated screams

segregated neighbors
segregated homes
segregated doorways
segregated zones

segregated people
segregated minds
segregated signals
segregated signs

segregated graveyards
segregated souls
segregated shovels
dig segregated holes
that  amaze and delight,

the

abundance of colour,

plants, perfume of history.

it is the sounds among us, the

peering into the poem. it

is the gathering streams

that swell and please.

home grown veg,

then pause to watch

the tadpoles, insects, all

small creatures delight.

it is a large garden.

sbm.
 Apr 2015 Ramona Argo
Olivia Kent
He looks into a dictionary.
He reads it everyday.
Nibbles it for breakfast,
Gives him indigestion.
He ingests the contents.
He puts together a crossword.
Finding words that fit perfectly.
Describing a scene aptly.
With no paint and no camera.
Sometimes his words give him flatulence.
And his words blow you away.
(C) LIVVI
I spent my life
trying to please my family

It didn't work

I spent my life trying to
Please others


I spent my life......
Be yourself
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