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 Feb 2012 JD
Andie Lately
To wander through a hazy world
Leaving trails of vanishing footprints
The crying game over with
T’was all for nothing
Glad to have met the devil on this personal trek

Shedding a shell
Awakening new senses
Going to a deeper high
Where finding a voice is ordinary but surreal
Peace and terror in this future life beginning

Going deeper into the fog
Playing melodies as the veil lifts
Walking through the same streets
Never felt so good in this same old suburban *******
Never felt this high as before
 Feb 2012 JD
Kristen Nix
Untitled
 Feb 2012 JD
Kristen Nix
9/3/11


Thoughts spill into parted lips
Can’t hold back
To strong
Explosions in my mind
Create elusive remnants
Of what I can’t be sure


Cravings surge through my limp body
Desires run amok as I lift my eyes to the stars
My heart sings songs I do not know
But are familiar none the less


Can’t stop moving
Beat pulsing through my veins
As music seeps into my soul
Embracing the empty spaces


Smiles creep up
Laughter released deep from my belly
Joy is displayed in the viewfinder before my eyes
I tumble through the stars as I lose my place


Nothing matters anymore
Just the pounding bass
Racing inspirations
Taking colorful form


Painting pictures I see in my minds eye
Plenty of canvas here
Empty white walls
Surrounding me as I dream


I throw colors against the wall
Blue green hues
Bright orange bursts
Splendor dazzling through the air


I spin in careless circles
Eyes head heart
Light
Dancing in bliss
 Nov 2011 JD
Robert Zanfad
In Memory
 Nov 2011 JD
Robert Zanfad
In Memory of a Good Man

He walked the path he knew so well
To the garden he kept
Which was were they found him
On cold ground in
Winter.

They thought he likely slipped and fell,
Curled up tightly and slept
Snug in blankets of snow.
Where else to go
To dream

Of rich soil, a man's hands once strong
That could coax new life from
A yard of glass shards, bricks
Growing God's gifts
To share.

Or concrete towers only drawn
Those hands that once built them
Spinning the webs of steel
That made dreams real
Shelter.

Smiling face that may still know me,
We'll just sit together
While I'll hear your stories
In memories -
No words.

Silently gaze and nod slowly,
Stare at one another.
Tired eyes tell where you've been
My dear sweet friend...
In dreams.
Copyright 2008, Robert Zanfad

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