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May 2016 Keith Labonte

GaryFairy

in your eyes, my friend
i can see the times that your mind was bent
just waiting for the end
wondering where the good times have went

in our minds, my friend
there's a paradise that we could never get
and there's a way to mend
wondering why we haven't found it yet

acoustic song

May 2016 Keith Labonte

mother's day

May 2016 Keith Labonte

GaryFairy

mother's day

all the things that a mother does
a loving touch, a hand that heals
I wouldn't know what that is like
I wouldn't know how that feels

she is just another stranger
though, the vessel of my birth
she never did what a mother does
though, she put me on this earth

I felt a bond when I was young
but that bond faded away
these words only burn my tongue
"happy mother's day"

#family #blacksheep #alienation

May 2016 Keith Labonte

un-moving pictures

May 2016 Keith Labonte

GaryFairy

un-moving pictures

living life like a photograph
I am captured in that moment
a record of images of the past
the black and white of atonement

the negatives scroll through my mind
by now, I guess I get the picture
a flash frame from that place in time
on this wall, I am a fixture

living life like a photograph
it's on my wall, then I own it
a snapshot of images of the past
a still frame of atonement

I haven't been very active here, because i am trying to enjoy the springtime. I am about to camp for a couple of months. I doubt that i will have phone service, but i will be logging on occasionally. Very glad to see the in-flux of new poets here. Keep on writing!

#past #forgiveness #picture #photo #atonement

May 2016 Keith Labonte

full circle

May 2016 Keith Labonte

jalc

full circle

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         •we sleep
                                 swad-
                                           dled
                 we manage               tight•
           somehow      to wake            late at
       •and...                  cradled             night•
      the bed                    in the ci-          we toss
   ngle off                      cle of ea-           and tu-
   ms da-                     ch oth-             rn•roll
our ar-                  er's a-             away
sheets•            rms•           and re-
with the                   turn...•
our legs tangle

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Words by me.
Arrangement by the madly gifted ryn; more of his talent at writing and concrete poetry showcased at http://hellopoetry.com/ryn/
Thank you ryn(:

May 2016 Keith Labonte

Eddy

May 2016 Keith Labonte

ryn

Eddy

I'm stuck in this eddy.
And I'm such a poor swimmer.

I get swirled around.
Like a little helpless fly
caught in a wineglass.
Unbeknownst to the drinker.

I'm stuck in this eddy.
And I'm such a poor thinker.

I allow my mind
to get swashed around...
Like a lone sock
in the washing machine.
Lost without its other.

I'm stuck in this eddy.
And I'm such a poor survivor.*

So I just submit
to the will of the currents.
Like an empty bottle.
Stuck head down at the neck,
in the bathroom floor trap.

Sink or float...
I can do neither.

#hellopoetry107 #eddy #currentstateofaffairs

May 2016 Keith Labonte

Spring

May 2016 Keith Labonte

Pauline Morris

Spring

Spring is all dressed up in her flowered gown
Upon her leafy green head set's a splendid sun lit crown
Her lips are the brightest cardinal red
Winter seen her coming and hastily fled
Animals wake from their long sleep, waiting on her to see
Her eyes are as deep and blue as the brilliant sea
On her finger's resides diamonds of dew
Spreading through the sky, rainbow hues
She stretches fourth her eager hand
Her green thumb touching every piece of land
As the tears run down her face
Bringing life once more with grace

#spring #changeofseasons

May 2016 Keith Labonte

Kindred Spirit

May 2016 Keith Labonte

Hadrian Veska

Kindred Spirit

Crumbling grey tombstone
Overgrown wild hedge
Rusted Victorian fences
Sitting on the edge

Ancient hollow moon
Resting over the sky
As lonesome empty voices
Fill the air and pass me by

The night is still
Devoid of stress
As I learn old tales
From the spirits at rest

I listen for a time
The stories to keep
Then close my eyes
With the stars to sleep