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 Jan 2018 Dave Cortel
Zach
Tree
 Jan 2018 Dave Cortel
Zach
I wish life
were as simple
as this poem
Short
and
sweet
The poem makes a tree shape
I write, but I fright more,
wondering
what if my words of truth
flight up others mood,  
what if my words of truth
bite down others ego,
But then as usual
who cares?
When my words of truth
are all in
fair and square
There are so many things
that you can judge upon;

all I ask from you is to act as
if my soul has long since gone.
 Jan 2018 Dave Cortel
Anika
Sometimes I do wonder,

Didn't the butterfly ever feel like
hiding in the cocoon again?
I found a butterfly with its wings broken, unable to fly....
 Jan 2018 Dave Cortel
Jobie
gin i.
 Jan 2018 Dave Cortel
Jobie
when i see you my heart
fills with happiness
and i wish
you could use me
as your mirror
 Jan 2018 Dave Cortel
empty seas
Reds and purples                                                          ­    

                                                   Yellows and blues

                   strung across the sky like

cotton candy              

         an ever-changing painting                                                         ­  

multicolored clouds stretching across the sky for the sake of beauty

                             the sake of being

accidentally making waking up bearable  
                        

sunrises

                        brea­thtakingly


beautiful
Looking at the sunrise while heading to school is always so amazing, we have really beautiful sunrises and sunsets. Sometimes it feels like the world is ending, and then sometimes it feels like I'm in a movie. They really do make going to school bearable.
If you're a dreamer
going without sleep
thinking of bigger things  
whats holding you back?
if it's anxiety
maybe you're age
maybe people you know
an illness?
it doesn't matter
go live your dream.
if you want it bad enough you can do it.
 Jan 2018 Dave Cortel
marta effe
I know no home
no more.
Clouds on window panes
are forgotten
at night
through the shutters.

Moutains rest on the calm water
bringing flavours of snow.

Flies,  
unwanted company, dozed and silent
walk on the door frames
and die.
The eyes that watched people die
The bare arms that manned battleships
The legs that walked a thousand miles
The heart that beats with vigor for one

The face that launched a thousand ships

The mind that devises ten thousand plans
The wit that confuses men of fame
The sarcasm that drowns the pain
The fierceness that breaks the vibranium chain

The face that launched a thousand ships

A token for her name
A coupon for her fame
A word for her  pain
A comment for her gain

The face that launched a thousand ships

Killed her sanity
To salvage her dignity
Faked her content
Disguised her grunts

The face that launched a thousand ships

A dime for her thoughts made me the richest person in the world
A star for her accomplishments brought the universe to my abode
A ***** for her happiness, left me uninjured

The face that launched a thousand ships

~Pacific Wolf
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