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 Sep 2014 TrAceY
Amitav Radiance
Afflictions of the past
wrapped in the world of chaos
and cramped in a cave
 Sep 2014 TrAceY
Mike Hauser
There's more to this,
This thing we call living.
Everyone's all about the take,
What happened to the giving?

We take what we can
And still we want for more.
Receive one or two of something
While wanting three or four


There's gotta be another way,
A way to be grateful.
But when we don't get what we want
Everyone acts so hateful

There's a feeling of being owned,
Before we've done anything
A song that needs to be sung
That we can't even sing


Lyrics to write down
To give our thanks and praise.
But instead we wallow,
Depressed for days and days.

*This might just sound like
A difficult way to live,
But wouldn't be great to take what we take
And give all we have to give.
Another wonderfully fun filled collab and poem with (The Girl Who Loved You)
 Sep 2014 TrAceY
Elizabeth
disorder
 Sep 2014 TrAceY
Elizabeth
oh, it could be such a lovely distraction.
cavalier bandaging binding unclean wounds
pain? your tragic torment, worsening beneath
faux perfection. the sternest ivy inclines
tangling, reaching for golden lifelines.
a strange comfortable fog mist muffling
echoes drowning pathways. you were always
a fog, a deep hungry cloud
i didn't realize
 Sep 2014 TrAceY
Jack
The sound of the wind as it rustles the branches
A bluebird in song as the spring does arrive
Crickets abound with their vocal performance
It’s the music of nature that keeps us alive

Leaves on the path as they crackle and whisper
Soft falling snow as it forms on the ground
Squirrels that chatter from tree top to tree top
All that is nature a beautiful sound

Long distant thunder that rumbles so proudly
As if to say hey there look up at me
Rain on a tin roof that taps us in wonder
These are the sounds we can listen for free

The buzz of a bee as it searches its nectar
Acorns that tumble a thud to the earth
The peep of a new baby sparrow that’s hungry
Wondrous the beauty, the singing of birth

The calling of geese as they soar through the heavens
Trumpeting swans now a’ float on the lake
Children at play as they learn new adventures
A rooster that crows for its time to awake

A fog horn that calls to the lost on the ocean
The crash of a wave as it reaches the shore
Seagulls that scream us their maritime sonnet
Sandpipers squeal as they come back for more

These are the sounds that fill each walk of nature
Symphonies built on what’s real and so true
Songs sung of love that inspire the feelings
Beautiful things that remind me of you
Shreds us the life
With bruises and cuts
Our days run rife
In the ifs and buts!

If the day was bright
If hadn’t fallen rain
If quickly passed the night
If living was no pain!

But the day was a mess
But the winds blew harsh
But time was hard pressed
But cloud hid the stars!

If happened how we need
If they all smoothly clicked
If luck came with speed
If clock slowly ticked!

But things ran amok
But nothing went right
But faced a roadblock
But fortune took flight!

Tear us apart the ifs and buts
Do steal away all happiness
Wound our life with bruises and cuts
Alas for them we have no redress!
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