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 Oct 2014 John Holmes
Lahela
I cannot express the feeling that I am feeling right now.
I am upset, not surprised, relieved, understanding, ******, ect...
The list goes on.

I feel everything.
It was always like that with you.
Part of me is upset for letting you back in,
But now I'm sure.
I'm done.

You got too involved too fast,
Said too much too soon,
Demanded too much from someone who has
Nothing.

I've been drained of a lot of things,
And so have you.
I looked for a feeling of freedom with you,
I should've known before opening my heart;

You're out.
Goodbye.
 Oct 2014 John Holmes
A Whitney
How I long,
To be that piece of art you adore.
To find my name,
Written upon the shore.

How I long,
To be a muse of such great beauty.
Compelling others to stand,
And stare would be my duty.

How I long,
To be so divine.
With you caressing me gently,
my body your shrine.

Alas, I am none of these things,
I'll never be able to call you mine.
For you to not call me yours,
Should be such a grievous crime.
He would catch me every time I fall
Always being there to hold me
He would say he's the one who has it all
And I would say he's my destiny
A rebellious spirit without a cause
For me to absolve from insanity

Let's look to brighter horizons
Hold each other and greet
Every day with pure precision
Love will be our greatest feat
In spite of so much indecision
Tomorrow's tides we will boldly meet


Together, with my love, nothing can go wrong
I'll fulfill his dreams, he'll end my pain
In his arms, I'll find where I belong
Love like that, even poetry can't explain
Yet here I am, unable to find him
Walking all alone in the rain

Yes, I'm walking through the rain again
Solemn rain drops trail down my face
Just like tears which pain transcends
...Wait, what is this that does so grace?
A yellow umbrella at the towns's end?
Why do I feel so compelled to chase?
What is this fluttering my heart now lends?


Huddling under my umbrella, bright yellow
I feel something good down deep to the bone
Turning around, I see a tall handsome shadow
He too, is walking in the rain all alone
One look into his dark green eyes and I know
He's got a sad broken heart, to match my own

As I draw near, I see into her eyes
Broken glass; windows into the soul
I wonder, just how many guys
Have come, to rob her of control?
I feel as if our hearts beating inside
Share a simple link, so emotional


Linked at the very first sight
I never really believed in fate
Then he gave me a crooked smile, so bright
No longer would I ever have to wait
Our hearts were pounding as one
A new destiny together, we would create

*Never knew, never thought, never hoped
Eyes could catch and spark a fire
In this old heart that I thought broke
Return to me a feeling, once expired
Come sun or rain, our heart's will cope
Renewed, I finally found my love desired
The second part and (possibly) the end to this wonderful experience of looking for love with Frank Ruland! What a joy!
Hope you all love it!
Thanks Frank! ❤
 Oct 2014 John Holmes
r
gray area
 Oct 2014 John Holmes
r
i still spell gray
with an a

not an e
in my po-etry

does it matter
to the grammar?

hoo's to say

says the owl
to the vowel

it's a gray area.

r  ~ 10/17/14
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 Oct 2014 John Holmes
r
Low and wide
against the tide

A partisan -
a part of him
un - fascistionable

Poppa's boat -
- Pablo's mujer

Pilar -
for us her story
well told

- For whom
the bell tolls.

r ~ 10/19/14
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 Oct 2014 John Holmes
Poetic T
We are but chromosomes
Away from
Knuckles upon the floor
Clothes,
Shoes,
Naked,
Bodies, hair upon all
Of us, we are only smarter
By fluke
**** erectus
Neanderthal
****-sapiens
"Are we the next to fall"
Machines with thoughts
Able to move think for them selfs
Noughts
Zero's
Cognitive
Thought, realization that the
Creator is below the creation,
"Are we the masters of our own downfall"
We have reached the time
When one must progress
And the other becomes
A museum Piece attached to a wall,
"Here is a Copy of **** sapiens"
"Last breading pairs in the"
"Humanity Zoo"
There used to be billions
But know there are fewer
Than a hundred, a gene pool
Nearly extinct,
But cross breading is
A worthy course mixing
Human
With
Machine,
And so the time has come to pass,
That those that were on top
Are now the last on the bottom of
"The food chain"
There time came then passed..
 Oct 2014 John Holmes
Poetic T
Creation* blessed marriage
Upon them both,
Inseparable from the start,
Space
&
Time
They were together
But the universe was expanding
Pushing them further apart,
But Space is infinite
And Time can bend,
So they always met at the beginning
For they were in
Love,
Forces,
Ripples,
Transcending upon a universe
There love would exist
Outside our perception,
A force of natures
They were together from the start,
There love shone through stars
Burning bright,
Through out the universe
"If you looked hard enough"
You could see their enduring light,
A marriage at the beginning of
Space
&
Time
Two together till the very end..
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