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 Feb 2016 jaz
Cat Fiske
I have read so many wonderful poems,
haiku's, 10 words, so many more, and none are alike!
But we tend to forget about spoken word poems,
Hello Poetry, can you make it possible to share our spoken words as well as our massive pile on's of endless poetry. Spoken Words would add to the sight, and only make it better.
I wish I could also Use Hellopoetry on my mobile phone, in an app,
I'm not sure about anyone else, but that would maybe add to HP

Please consider what I've had to say, c:
Please send repost like and share and comment anything else you think the sight needs since it's growing in great ways. Please share and like if you agree c:
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
fire hazard
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
there's smoke in the street
i want to choke on it
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
i miss high school
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
i miss high school
not really, but y'know
i miss all the things
i got to be.
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
creepy crawly
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
you can't get away from this place
it crawls under your skin
it lives inside you.
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
sometimes
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
i have a good cry
over the lives
i did not get to live
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
the morning after
 Jan 2016 jaz
hkr
her ribcage is filled with
flowers
but they are
dead, dead, dead.
 Jan 2016 jaz
Mike Essig
You must give him your life.
He won't settle for less.
He will turn it into poetry
and become you
for a little while.
He will wear your skin
next to his own
and feel your darkest pains,
your most exquisite pleasures.
He will finally understand
your definition of love
and why you will leave him.
He will steal the secret
of your deepest longing
and know how to satisfy you.
But he will make
a few unasked for
subtle alterations
in your soul.
Then he will return it
as something
slightly different.
You will notice.
He will amaze you;
he will charm you.
You might even love him,
but you will never trust him.

  ~mce
arp
 Nov 2015 jaz
Brandi R Lowry
She weeps not for the shore
As distance creates a shadow
She embraces the current
Becoming the wave
And gently pushes her sea home

She chases not the sun
As the day is put to rest
She is the moonlight
That cradles the stars
Tightly to her *******

She yearns not
Her pain-streaked tears
That fall below her feet
She is the soil beneath her toes
Her pain now colors the tree

She worries not
The flowers' bloom
Or the leaves that fall like rain
She is the wind
That will kiss the ground
And sweep it all away
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