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Jul 2016

Lyra

he said he'd always fight for me

I never realised he was fighting himself

Jul 2016

J

Watching you meet another guy
Can't help but lie,
Trying so hard to deny,
That was a solemn goodbye

Is it my fault for holding on
Reminiscing of the times that had foregone
Is it wrong to dwell on
Or should I just let bygones be bygones

I've been looking for a remedy
Someone else I could rely
But I'm not sure if my heart's ready,
I still get a little envy.

Jul 2016

JRF

Colour Blind

Colour Blind

I don't see the colour of your skin.

I see
the colour of your heart.

Is it dark and putrid or
is it the color of a soft and lilting tune?
Is it filled with warm tones,
or cold?
Hues of ice and snow,
or gold?

Do you give or take?
Do you love or hate?

I don't see race or faith,
I just see you-
your energy, your words, your actions.

I see you; I just simply
see you.

The news is getting to me. Let's all just love and be loved.
Every one of us deserves love and kindness. Every single one of us.
By Jennifer R Fay Copyright 2016

Jul 2016

Tom Balch

Watching Reds At Tarn Hows

Here in the midst of lake and fell
where lake-land poets once did dwell,
penned their words in romantic style
I too will sit and dream a while.

Sat at the edge of mountain tarn
looking back over field and farm,
watching Merlin and Goshawks fly
on thermal winds high in the sky.

The scent of pine from forest deep
red squirrels search for nuts to keep,
native to this Cumbrian land
to watch them scurry, really grand.

So tranquil here midst lake and fell
where reds and poets do still dwell,
the only sound is natures song
this is the place that I belong.