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 Apr 2015 JA Doetsch
Raphael Uzor
Tossed in the shores of time
His teary eyes founder
He finds himself in part
Only to be lost in full...*

© Raphael Uzor
 Apr 2015 JA Doetsch
JL
Watch me look at this
I made theses calculations on the fly
I am 22 just for you
XO XO
It tastes so sweetly of vanity
I just can't get enough of your
Carcinogens
I'll inhale the fumes
Succulent tonic
Bonding me
To your kitchen table
To your eyes
Hey I could be your paper bag  
Snap off that
******* slight smile
So I can sleep a while
So I can sleep a while
Take that skirt off
Bite your nails some mor
Shut the door
Shut the doo
I'm on the outside
Where I belong
I love it here
I love um
Boy
His letters scatter loose upon the ground,
She clenches fists despite arthritic hands
that rail against the words she never found.
To spite the golden noose of tarnished bands,
she douses tomes and quick lets loose a flame.
A tendril's curling wisp of past desire
snakes toward the sky. Still the ash of blame
survives the ceremony's futile pyre.
What fire ever burns away the dross
or dulls the tempered edges of we're done?
Yet embers coax; they succor heat not lost
to years they burned together each alone.
The groan of ache sounds low within her hips.
One letter saved, pressed tightly to her lips.
NaPo 4/5
I welcome you to my humble consciousness,
The inner thinking of the naive human machine.

Programmed to be a shelter upon the depth of your fears,
And ease the pain as you release those sorrowful tears.

Let not your burden of current keep you stagnant,
But release thy dead weight upon my ears,
And blanket yourself with my hospitality.

I shall take you away from the scars of inner hurts,
And comfort you with my shoulder to rest,
While offer you part of the morning calm.

I shall give you my fountain,
And the sound of a piano,
Or the iPod with your favorite music for this occasion.

I shall pick up a watermelon I left on the river to keep cool,
Strawberry from the garden,
Grapes from the vines,
And apples from the orchid.

In the mist of the picnic table,
As the sunlight glare upon your smile.

Let the lake soothe you,
In the mist of forest,
While birds soar upon the sky.

No one will disturb you,
I will guard this garden,
And you may stay as long as you like.

I call this my home,
Hidden in my mind,
And only you are invited.
Home is where your heart is they say, but let me tell you home is where ever you want it to be.   It is not a place, it doesn't have to have four walls and a roof, but it's where you can feel at ease.  Let me show you, and take you to that place, because imagery is far more real than reality.
 Apr 2015 JA Doetsch
Chuck
Dance
 Apr 2015 JA Doetsch
Chuck
A bile seeps into the crevis of my soul
Nausea and dyspepsia infest the sinews of my being
Death would be a welcome reprieve from the pain
Then my mind wanders to you
And I dance among the flowers of euphoria
"I bought books,"
I confessed.
"You have no money.
Why are you buying more books?"
they demanded to know.
"Because I was hungry."
Teala Mangano © 2015
 Apr 2015 JA Doetsch
CA Guilfoyle
Walking this ground
we gather rusted remnants
pieces of a lifetime placed
within the hollows of our shoulders
and from the hardened blades
the bones, this is the place
where gorgeous wings
are formed
 Apr 2015 JA Doetsch
martin
Smoke lifts slowly from the stack
sideways drifting now

Leaves begin to gently quiver
weather vane swings round

Flags begin to faintly flutter
boughs and branches move around

Umbrellas flipping inside out
wires howling now

People shout above the din
avoid the rolling over bin

Walkers leaning clutching coats
trees blocking roads

Autogiro flying tiles
fences lean and sway

People hurry on their way
to shelter from the hurricane
 Apr 2015 JA Doetsch
JL
Chamfer
 Apr 2015 JA Doetsch
JL
Am I so much?
Just a handful of
Footfalls
Fools all
My hand is so steady
Father said
I'd have
Been a surgeon
Oh my son
A bough grown for the saw
Sleeping, back to the wall
Anger flows every way
Through my soul and in my brain it stays
I tried my best to simply obey
Attempted to drown you out with Parrot Bay

"I miss you"s falling from my lips
Stinging all along my hips
Bruises on my heart from your tight grip
Sanity and hope begin to slip
I just am suddenly super not okay with how this frickin happened
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