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  Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
caroline
i only kiss him with my eyes open
because every time i close mine
i see you
  Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
Lane Bohman
See how dim the light in my eyes?
Shutter,
glance,
and then I'm gone.

I can taste the groan
(warrant a sigh)
Boy, lick your lips
Your soul bleeds dry.

Do you remember the times of old?
When the
wonder of the winter wind
didn't only
bring the cold?

When did you forget
the color of the sun?
**Is it so hard to recall?
Saddle and ride, I heard a man say,
Out of Ben Bulben and Knocknarea,
What says the Clock in the Great Clock Tower?
All those tragic characters ride
But turn from Rosses' crawling tide,
The meet's upon the mountain-side.
A slow low note and an iron bell.

What brought them there so far from their home.
Cuchulain that fought night long with the foam,
What says the Clock in the Great Clock Tower?
Niamh that rode on it; lad and lass
That sat so still and played at the chess?
What but heroic wantonness?
A slow low note and an iron bell.

Aleel, his Countess; Hanrahan
That seemed but a wild wenching man;
What says the Clock in the Great Clock Tower?
And all alone comes riding there
The King that could make his people stare,
Because he had feathers instead of hair.
A slow low note and an iron bell.

                      Tune by Arthur Duff
  Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
mikev
somethings wrong
somethings off
the nights are short
the days are long
bleeding together
it's too raw, being together
it wasn't always awful

but what kind of basis is that for relations?
brutally escaping in even the most catered of places
chasing - those exit signs i guess
bad at following directions i guess -
so much time passed at my expense
with my ex, spent
so much energy on a situation run down
just closure after a foreclosure - back then we both
double-down on what seemed a fortune but where's the fun now?
little did i know we'd both been better off had i chose to ignore you
but of course  explore new
territory, and now it's terrifying
got gory with all the hellish lying
if you hear this, know that i am fine
better than before and
i hope the same for you
and i aim to do what i came to do
though i'm not a soothsayer
i know that i can't abandon a trail
but maybe that's what happens when
gemini tries to stand on the scales
get suspended in air -
she doesn't end in a veil
let me just end it right there.
  Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
Misael Lopez
So soon, long gone...
Your time it was...
Nothing but the cold memory you left,
Nothing but empty sadness.
A lingering rain remains,
Not of the sky...
Wholely mine.
This sunny day parade,
wonderful if you had stayed.
Resolute with nothing...
I will keep walking...
One day, will I find?
Meaning to this flux of rain and shine.
Sunny days makes me think alittle too.
  Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
Tommy Jackson
If I could flip back
The years I have lost
If I could return
To my mom and dad's cost.
The cost of their life
To give me my food
Us as young kids are to busy,
Seeking self-evident childhood truths.
If I could, I'd tell mom and dad one last goodbye
I found out the secret to living
When mom and dad died.
But dad did always tell me
Son, when your years get golden
You gain more Grey's, that means a sign of wisdom
So don't be afraid to be outspoken.
Dad was right
The more controversial the topic, the more golden are word's.
Thanks pop,
These words now to many will be heard!
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