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My emblem is the Lion, and I breathe
The breath of Libyan deserts o’er the land;
My sickle as a sabre I unsheathe,
And bent before me the pale harvests stand.
The lakes and rivers shrink at my command,
And there is thirst and fever in the air;
The sky is changed to brass, the earth to sand;
I am the Emperor whose name I bear.
 May 2016 Jonny
Raquel Butler
you forced my hand,
every time was like loving sand.
so now i have to go,
now i have to say no.
o**h, but it *hurts.
anyways, this is a continuation from Yes? No? posted a few months ago on here.
 May 2016 Jonny
Samuel
Exposed
 May 2016 Jonny
Samuel
I had grown tall,                                                         distant
                                                                                       and lost

(Within a cacophony of voices, a spectrum of choices)

Now,

                an awakening

Silent roots—grown tired of relative safety—leap
into the foreground

And spill color across my
blank canvas
 May 2016 Jonny
Michael Blonski
We
 May 2016 Jonny
Michael Blonski
We
All of us,
You and Me,
We are
Nature’s dream
machines

We are the ones
with
radiated eyes

With
talented pens
and paper
as  
allies

Our liberated
thoughts
journey
into
the skies
nature dream
 May 2016 Jonny
SøułSurvivør
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full moon
in a sequined cloak
one eye open
in the smoke

hiding in
a bit of lace
a coquettish fan
over your face

all golden
are your
dripping beams
through my window
birthing dreams

all through the air
the darkness stains
leaving dust
as its remains

drowsy now
the lullabies
bring that moondust
to my eyes

night
he slumbers
in the day
but he's now snoring
where he lay

all yawning now
the poems will keep
I'll join with night
in restful

sleep


SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/21/2016
I have been woken up in the middle of the night for months now. But for some reason I feel like I'll get a good night's sleep tonight

I'm exhausted!
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