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  Feb 2016 Joyce
GaryFairy
have a seat and see these majestic creatures
reduced to only a beastly feature
they follow the lead of the keepers
freedom will never be their teacher
Joyce Jan 2016
In our mind.
Where memories
feeds our soul
so kind.
Some are good.
Some are bad.
They can make you
feel happy.
They can make you
feel sad.
But the special ones
you will always cherish.
They will bring you sunshine
when your mood is cloudy.
They can make your day
so beautifully.
Like presents with
a colorful wrapping.
Unpack them and recieve
a beautiful gift.
Feeling that moment again.
Where it all begin.
Enjoy those thoughts
They are yours and always
you will find.
Sweet memories in
a beautiful mind.
Joyce Jan 2016
It feels so much.
With a slightest touch.
A single word
could be enough.
It loves so much.
People around me.
Beauty is everywhere
even when you
think it's gone.
It will find you
back again.
It hurt so intens.
I am attracted
to each emotion.
I could swim in tears
of my own ocean.
Or sitting alone with
thoughts in my mind.
What ever happens.
I will pull through.
Turn on the page.
And begin a new start.
I love what is mine.
This big heavy heart.
  Jan 2016 Joyce
Pixievic
I'm in too deep
There is no retreat
My dreams repeat
I wanna take a leap
And forget the creep
But I end up in a heap
And all I do is weep

I'm in too deep
There is no retreat
My dreams repeat
I wanna take a leap
And forget the creep
But I end up in a heap
And all I do is seep

I'm in too deep
There is no retreat
My dreams repeat
I wanna take a leap
And forget the creep
But I end up in a heap
And all I do is ......
Keep
          going
  circles      round
          ­   in

(C) Pixievic 2016
Part of the healing process is to find the exit from the spiral....
Joyce Jan 2016
Not all eyes cry
when they are feeling sad.
Not conceal all eyes
how they feel deep inside.
Not all eyes speak the language
of truth and lies.
Sometimes we have
to look closer.
Dig deeper to reveal
the real emotion.
Behind someone's eyes.
Look within your heart.
And give love to others.
The eyes are mirror
of the soul.
  Jan 2016 Joyce
Gabriela Lorraine
You’re my favorite word.
And I could take you in endless combinations
Letters lining your spine like a poem you read as a child
The one where you had felt love for the first time
But had forgotten that this is what it sounded like.
You are like medicine
That I didn’t know I needed but needed.
Your warmth is like the summer air.
And I think you taste like the rain in the moonlight.
Joyce Jan 2016
We feel what
we write.
We struggle over
what might.
In our head is the battle
that we fight.
Sometimes we just
want to know.
Do I stay or should I go.
In our mind so much thinking.
We stare at this wall
without even blinking.
In life we feel different emotions.
A trusting heart brings
love and devotion.
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