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 Aug 2015 Steele
Helen
you don't understand how long some people have been here
you don't understand the changes we've seen
you don't understand how much we've longed for the people to
be who they be
you don't understand how it breaks our hearts
to see such infighting
bought to our world from other pages
used to back biting
you don't understand, for us
that have believed from the start
that Hello Poetry was once a place
where we always laid our heart
we gave over our life to this place
we endured every change
when you see something different here
know we have suffered more than this strange
once upon a time
in an awesome time and place
when people googled

Poetry
they found this space
they found inspiration
they found laughter that never ends
they found confidantes and a place
to plant
a never ending garden of friends
So if you're from another site
drawn here by the skin of tooth
sit a while in our midnight garden
and I'll speak to you a truth

Hello Poetry has been my best friend
for over 5 years, and all the friends
I've found on here, they've danced beneath my laugh, and held onto me so tight
that if I ever fall so wrong, they'll make
it all right


And that's the saddest thing
about Hello Poetry today...
is that most don't try
to make true friends
really real friends
or interact with them
in any meaningful way
Honestly, in over 5 years I've seen it all, every single change, the arguments, the kisses, the makeups, the losses and the successes... what I really hate to see is the pettiness, the juvenile and puerile ugliness that escapes from another shore, only to find themselves washed upon our beach.... Sorry, we roast such sorry carcasses, then we eat!

26/08/2015 - I am truly stoked to see this as the Daily and humbled but so very proud by the comments and sharing of my heartfelt desire for you all to see HP as I do.... Home. Thank you everyone :)
 Aug 2015 Steele
Thomas Oak
Satori
 Aug 2015 Steele
Thomas Oak
I open my mouth to sing
but have forgotten the words.
Snow on their heads
the mountains too have forgotten.
At least the butterflies remember how to dance.
 Aug 2015 Steele
RL Glassman
O, Earth! O, Heavens!
Do you have any ear?
My mind is ailing,
My heart is sick,
In me I've great fear!

O, Stars! O, Constellations!
Do have any eye?
My body is weak,
My stomach is turning,
All I do is cry!

O, Seas! O, Oceans!
Do you have any hand?
My mind is ailing,
My heart is sick,
Why can't you help, if you're so grand?
Written 10/14/2014
 Aug 2015 Steele
Tupelo
Spook
 Aug 2015 Steele
Tupelo
It's been weeks now
The wantings have gotten the best of me
The taste of your skin so golden
Every twilight bares the thought of you
I promised myself not to give in
But that oath is long gone
So I'll retain my distance
Leave no trace behind
The path to our encounters
Remain hidden in the leaves
 Aug 2015 Steele
WickedHope
"Stay safe,
Stay safe,"
You beg of me.
I wish to comply,
But I can only cry,
"Don't you see?"*
I can't control
Or guarantee
My thoughts,
My safety.
You tell me that
You don't want me
Hurt,
You don't want me
Gone...
But I'm charred, burnt.
Wrong.
 Aug 2015 Steele
Graff1980
I only write when the light has faded
When the day has been downgraded
To the cool evening I am celebrating
When different dark shadings paint the landscape

I only write when the sun is shining
When daylight is divining
All the secret we are finding
Shadows no longer conceal how we feel

I only write on days that end in y
If even you have to ask me why
Then why even try
I just write
it is within us
vague yet vivid
soundless yet deafening
boundless yet finite
this could be nothing
if you see it
as a perception of your mind
this could be everything
if you believe in it
beyond your limitation*

©IGMS 2014
the magic lays within us
and if you truly believe in it
everything you do will be perfectly crafted
 Aug 2015 Steele
Aztec Warrior
I love the wild silence heard
as the Aspen whisper to Cedars
in the early morn.
It's a love sonnet
written on a summer breeze
as it tickles rustling leaves.

It reminds me
of the goose bump silence
stealing my breath
when you touch me.

Aztec Warrior 8/24/15
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