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 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
r
Yorick?
 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
r
We knew him well
his jest
most excellent
alas, not infinite

Where be your gibes now?
Your gambols? Your songs?
Your flashes of merriment,
that were wont
to set the table on a roar?
(Hamlet, V.i)

We laughed,
we cried
amused and touched

Borne on your back,
anguish unspoken

Poor Yorick.

r ~ 8/12/14
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  |      RIP Robin McLauren Williams
/ \     (1951 - 2014)
 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Akemi
permanence
 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Akemi
If only lovers lasted
As long as mistakes
12:46am, August 13th 2014
 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Marian
No more light through the window doth glow
No more wisteria vines to climb and grow
Grandparents long since dead
The home remained abandoned wondering what lied ahead.
***** never more to play
Piano keys crushed by cruel hands that day
Torn, broken, and abused
Deceived, tricked, and misused.
Farewell to the best home with rosy hue
Farewell to the light shining through
You were torn apart never to be mended
Life's joy inside your walls all to soon had ended.
We remember you with smiles through our tears
For we miss seeing the home we saw for many years
As long as I can remember and before
You were always there with old cherished door.
Though still gone, you're preserved inside our heart
The best keepsake box that will never break or fall apart
And while I miss you especially on days like today
Forever in my poetry you will safely stay!
Although I never once lived inside those priceless walls
My heart to you calls
And as fresh as the morning is new
Is my poetry and love for you.

*~Marian~
Dedicated to my Mom, Hilda!!! ~~~~<3
I was recalling how her home was torn apart
Last summer by cruel bulldozers!!! ~~~~<3
Poor Mom had some lovely memories inside that home...
I feel so sorry for her...and even though it has been
Almost a year now, I still miss it and I am sure she does too!!!
So here's my poem of comfort for her
And what we used to call "The Old House"
Which Was Destroyed In 2013!!!
Please Enjoy My Poem And Forgive
My Inane Ramblings....I Apologize...
I'll Try To Do Better Next Time!!! :) ~~~~<3
 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Jonny Angel
I got skittish when the sun went down,
especially when there was a full moon.
There was no place to move,
you had to hide in the shadows.
That brings me back
to some bad memories.
Every time a pebble moved,
I felt my heart in my throat,
it was suffocating
& I longed for home,
prayed until I cried
that I wouldn't die
quietly.
 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Jonny Angel
She mailed them to me
in an inconspicuous brown envelope
with specific instructions,
told me
to soak them
in my mouth.

The red lace
smelled a bit musty,
but tasted
surprisingly sweet.

O what closeness
I felt from her,
from a million miles away.
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