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 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Mike Hauser
We're all given a special medium
To display the art of life we're living
Showing off your life's work with each brush stroke
Whether in styles of Rembrandt, Monet, or Picasso

Perhaps sculpture is your pleasure
In how those works are measured
No matter the form do it with passion
Preserved through the ages of everlasting

In a world that is filled with the abstract
At times it's hard to grasp where your at
So take a deep breath to clear your head
And create your masterpiece with the time you have left

For each one of us are given a medium
To display the art of life we're living
Oh, thou, a winsome bird!
Who soars great heights in no time
Who voyages the blue vast
With but its wings’ mast
To bless the stars divine
That beam a smile when thy song is heard.

Oh, thou, beauteous spirit,
The conqueror of the sea and the sky!
Fly low and come near me
How closely I wish to see
Thy beauty that from up so high
Bedecks the Sun when lowly lit.

But wait! Oh, thou, divine creature!
Don’t yet climb down; it won’ t be wise
To spread your mellifluous voice
On human planet to rejoice;
For then who will cheer the widowed skies
And lonely stars of the gloomy nature?
July 25th 2014
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Poetic T
My heart rusted unused,
What once beat love
Only has cobwebs of regrets,
It is fragile to the touch
Love rusted away, what once
Gleamed,
Shone,
Beat strong,
Now it hardly moves
An engine of love unused
It needs to be buffed
By love from another heart,
To see what is beneath the tarnish
A broken heart, now in need of use
For now its rusting away,
A heart tarnished where love once beat.
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Gaby Comprés
darling,
don't listen to them.
don't listen to the naysayers,
don't listen to those that say
that you won't make it,
that you're not worth it,
that you're not enough,
because darling,
you will make it.
you are worth it.
you are enough.
shine your light,
tune them out,
and sing your own song.
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