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rapture
derived
in every note
the music
of the seductive flute
beguiling
enchanting
to love's ear
all embracing
the beauty
is to hear
enfolding
caressing
with a chord
pleasuring
dear
a tone
woven
so
near
 Jan 2017 Vii HunniD
Moonsocket
Polluted precision

the calling card of mankind

Stained structures and hazmat huddles

Cluttered minds with no jurisdiction

Face mask population
black stained the blue

What was once considered unexcused is now exceptional

It slips by like a sickness

while we binge watch the bully called Hollywood

while we smear another signature on a rented luxury

Who can ever just be when so many things say why?

The natural ability for adaptation leaves room for neglect

shrugged shoulders and disconnection

We fight for air in this crowded garden

metal florals with the concrete cloves

smiles fall and we feel the weight of full corners

A slow ride may reassemble a notion of purpose

tree smoke with a tree top tincture

Still

the speed demon decides the generation

It's all so hilarious
it's all so serious
It's all so human
I've found that friendships are stones along the wetted path
Some were buried beneath the weight of my unsure
steps as I moved forward
Some became resistant , causing pain
A few proved to be smooth yet treacherous
Even fewer remained stable and trustworthy
Copyright January 16 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Jan 2017 Vii HunniD
Jordan Leon
No matter how hard I try
No matter what I do
Friend or foe
In the end I'm shot
With a crossbow through the heart
Fog closes in outside my window
Though I try to look, to see, beyond
Where my imaginary golden paddies are
Standing on their December feet by the pond

My mind wonders outside, to wash it away
To let the wintery sunbeams arrive
Inside the dark shelves of my caged heart
Where my little dreams are still alive

A gust of chilly wind touches my bare face
Whispering memories of winter from childhood
Eyes closing, I feel inside the same little child
Unaware of the coming tests of his boyhood

©Dhiman Saha
 Jan 2017 Vii HunniD
Kelly Weaver
As your salt stings my chapped lips and my open wounds I come less and less to you

You grit your teeth into dust that carries through your heinous breath that makes my eyes water and my heart ache

And I cannot believe not too long ago I turned to you for care and comfort and compassion but instead I was caught in a tight spot lacking wiggle room

I can feel you burning a hole through my chest as I ***** words and phrases that don't make sense when put together like

"I love when you make me cry"
the biggest gig is about to be staged
on Donald Trump being inaugurated
though some citizens are so outraged
their great displeasure not mitigated
he won the Presidential position
which is an office he'll run o'er four years
Washington did await fresh condition
liberals it's time for alternate gears
an oath pledged in service of the land
stars and stripes waving to e'er support
a day a nation will honor this stand
the event broadcast on world news report
an outset of a new era shall start
with the constitution his guiding chart
 Jan 2017 Vii HunniD
Traveler
Shall we define
The depth of creativity
With labels such as
Poet, Writer, Artists
Dark and negative
Light and positive
Wisdom of the mighty
Babble of the mad

A thought is given meaning
By the words portrayed upon the page
Don't allow the imagination
To become a rusted cage
Locked into conformity
Let the love flow
Yet embrace the rage
Let your heart
Reflect upon the page.
Traveler Tim
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