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 Mar 2016 AJ
Thomas P Owens Sr
In the Winter of his 40th year
he looked upon the stones
and remembered their faces
when they were younger than he
he remembered how the essence of life
was in their smiles
sustained him through years of darkness
allowed him to survive it
he remembered when they first saw their Grandson
in his arms
as he once was in theirs
'these are your Grandparents kids
they are why you are here'

the wind blew and the leaves swirled
and the Sun was low
as I held them close to me
touched their names and gave them back their smiles
 Mar 2016 AJ
Mark Lecuona
How many of us know where we’re going?
We only know where we’ve been
And where we hope to begin again

One time there was a love of the life
But that was when I was young
There was nothing to feel but strong

Days are nights with the light turned on
I can walk straight if I can see
But I can’t sleep if you’re not next to me

Some folks make it in spite of themselves
Something finally reached them
They don’t put anything above their friend

We think it gets easier the longer we’re alone
We are shadows of our own making
But my dreams know I’m the one who’s faking

Nights are days with the light turned off
I can’t walk straight if I can’t see
But I can if you’re sleeping next to me

You might say it’s not too late for tomorrow
Are you ever late if it’s not your time?
But tomorrow won’t wait in yesterday’s line

I wanted to burn like a wildfire in your forest
You didn’t understand so you held me back
You thought I would make your green leaves black

A dream knows about day and night
It tells me the way things ought to be
But how can I see without you next to me?
Song lyrics
 Mar 2016 AJ
Ally
The Artist
 Mar 2016 AJ
Ally
She was too busy
painting everyone else's face
Yet hers
is still a blank canvas.
 Mar 2016 AJ
Sara Buzz
I stood on the roof with inglorious intentions, looking around shakily for someone to stop me.
But no one came.

I stepped up onto the ledge and waited, pleading silently, desperately, for someone to save me.
I waited a few minutes.
But again, no one came.

I jumped off the building.
Falling, I still hoped someone could swoop in or fly up to save me.
I knew there could be no such person. And to my aid no one came.

I plummeted down and hit the ground as a pain swelled in my head suddenly and everything harshly faded to black.
My body lay there waiting to be seen, discovered by anyone.
It was too late for me to be saved.
But finally someone came.
Here's an older one i'd written, I had to go through great lengths to find it actually seeing I have too many notebooks for my own good.
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