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At the silhouette of dawn
she pointed her finger
towards the sun and
whispered good morning to me,
When i wanted to stay in the night
and gaze into her eyes
and envision the moon...
 Jul 2015 Joliejoliesara
nivek
you always were
my favourite doodle
a poem here a poem there
on walls and book covers
any blank space needing love
 Jul 2015 Joliejoliesara
nivek
bleed a little
red is such a good colour
 Jul 2015 Joliejoliesara
ERA
Hanging
 Jul 2015 Joliejoliesara
ERA
In life
there is death,
in every sentence
there's a period,
in every start
there's an end.
Don't run
if you don't want to stop
don't fall if
you're afraid to love.
Do not write if
you will leave
people hanging,
and...
 Jul 2015 Joliejoliesara
Sjr1000
I
remembered you,
you
remembered
me,
I believed in you,
You believed in me,
We were both sea creatures
traveling
uncommon seas.

We had taken to that
unconscious ocean
to see in the sea,
What we could see.

It's been a strange journey
of that there is no doubt.

Where everyone walks with
their insides in,
We travel these seas
with our
insides out,
We don't know any other
way to be
when you're swimming through
these
uncommon seas.

It's often a desert
out there,
But inside here
all kinds of musty
characters
drudged up from
anxious memory
inhabitants of this sea -
Sponge Bob Square Pants
has
nothing on you or me,
We are all travelers
in this uncommon sea.

Our bathing suits left far behind,
the temperature sometimes
too hot
too cold
depending on our state of mind,
There's strife
confrontation
character assination
often
uncommon seas
are far from placid.

The joy of traveling
though
you and me,
Sea creatures
feeling
the longing,
Finally belonging,
Where somewhere
and
sometimes
out of the blue,
A Beluga whale
speaks
your
name
so
perfectly
and
swims alongside
you and me
in
uncommon seas.
The symbol for the unconscious in dreams has been known to be the ocean.
The irony of me,
        A hopeless romantic
            Who hath hope....


©brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
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