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 Apr 2017 Jason L Rosa
Traveler
Take this to heart
My Poetical Friends

Not just the rhyme
Makes emotions bend

To the will of the Bard
Or the cast of the spell

A rhyme without depth
Has no story to sell

A poetic structure
Riddled with rhyme

Brilliant in metaphor
Aesthetically designed

Will please the reader
And enlighten their minds

Oh how I love
A poem that rhymes!

Skeletor,
I'm taking
To our kind!
Traveler Tim
Love that they still have deleted poems, great option!
Still working the bugs out
This poem was all over the place
It was deleted and lost forever I thought.
 Apr 2017 Jason L Rosa
River
The love I deserve
Is a love a haven't tasted yet
I have felt it for myself
But not within a relationship

The love I deserve
Is infinite and continuously kind
It has no thorns or ulterior motives
It fills with light the dark crevices of my heart and mind

The love I deserve
Is free and delicate
It's a leaf floating along on the breeze
And enjoying every moment of it

The love I deserve
Is warm and healing
Within the embrace of trust
There is no need for concealing

The love I deserve
Is undying and relentless
Even within the eye of the storm
Nothing will ever take away what we call precious

The love you deserve
Is the love I deserve
It's the love we all deserve.
 Apr 2017 Jason L Rosa
River
I guess I just want something deep,
I no longer want some flimsy fantasy
Spending my time dreaming of what could be
I want to take my time to get to know
Every shining quality like the stars of my beau
It would be just the two of us
Wrapped within the warmth of summer's arms
Forever in a cocoon
Feeling safe, and we would even dare to dream
that we would continue on forever unharmed
Protected in the amniotic sac of our love
Simultaneously grounding us
And shooting us up into the stars

Something so deep,
Tethering me to sanity
And ungrounding me to possibility
Weaving within my very veins the certainty of my lover's loyalty
And at the same time reveling within romantic spontaneity
Oh, how sweet and uncalculated this fine and complex dance of living can be
Spinning in rehearsed circles and always coming back to the heart of all the things that could be and ever will be
And yet my life is a mere breeze
On a desert plain
Blowing away the sands of both my happiness and pain
And what else could I say,
Except it's been a beautiful, heart wretching, eye opening, wisdom gaining, heart expanding ride?
And when I find this love of mine,
Our love will defy the very concept of time
We will have love that is so deep
That it will continue on into eternity.
Love, camaraderie and poetry
You always did love it here.

HOW DO YOU save a poem as a DRAFT on here anymore? Help! I've been gone for a year and the save as draft button is gone?

Acacia tree sunsets over Lake Turkana
Yes, you always did love it here
Drawing Crocodiles on my wheel

The mouse in your hoodie
The hurt
the homeless
and all those people
you always did love it here.
1 year, 7 months, 7 days later and courage to get on Hello Poetry again, and tears and tears.
there's a lot
of different
ways

to
speak
english

island english
hood english
mountain english

etc

some carry
many englishes
in their heads

english belongs
to everybody
cheers

for that
on this bright
afternoon

when all of
my englishes,
in one english

or another,
are all
missing


you
never knew you
except from
far away

never loved you
except from
far away

never
except for
in poems and colors

and  
...
you know

i never wanted to give
you anything more
than what you wanted.

tonight i was thinking
if the moon were one
of the eyes of God

would it rain every night,
or some nights shine so bright
that even the sleepiest birds

couldn't help singing?
i know
you remember.

dear india,
just one
question:

if you're gone, which you are,
and i'm gone, which i am,
gone like refugees,

why do you
keep showing up
in my dreams?
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