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 Mar 2015 Laura Jane
JWolfeB
Cactus
 Mar 2015 Laura Jane
JWolfeB
Her exterior showed defense
Allowing only the boldest to get close
An example of fear
Representing weathered
With a side of independence


So I bit into her pain
To find life inside her hollow
Water waiting to be swallowed
She is a savior in a barren desert
Waiting to give the right man life
 Mar 2015 Laura Jane
nivek
now the lightening is over
no more bolts out the blue, black

is the storm all finished
the poetry of thunder forever gone
 Mar 2015 Laura Jane
Daisy May
A silkworm made my purse so fine,
yet a tiny fly has ruined my wine.
 Mar 2015 Laura Jane
OliviaAutumn
I want to wrap you up in yesterdays news like fish and chips,
Spending late nights tangled up in seaweed
On a shore that will never be the same
As tomorrow or the one before.
Life is a Cafeteria

    Life is like a cafeteria because
    you have to stand in line
    when you’re hungry

Anatomy of Arrogance

    A shivering ball of fear,
    wrapped in a crust of pride
    too thick for sharpest arrows,
    huddles alone but well protected

    hoping beyond all dread
    that none will ever come to know
    the terror behind the mask.

Modern Narcissis

    Narcissus leaned forward
    to better view his matchless beauty
    and tumbled to watery doom.

    Beloved America,
    how far can we lean in self adoration
    before our coasts tilt into the seas?

Combo*

    Come join our combo,
    but just so you know,
    we all *comp
for each other,
    take a chorus now and then
    and try to keep up with the changes.

*November, 2008
Included in Unity Tree - Collected poems
pub. CreateSpace - Amazon.com
Seth awoke in a terror sweat
engulfed by flames
licking at his bed.
His cries of final anguish
piercing the midnight silence.

His shaking three year old frame,
would not, could not
assimilate the coos and solace
from deluded parents -
speaking ******* of nightmares
while the whole universe
blazed with terminal fire.

A yard or so across the room,
illumined by a night light's slender beams,
a child's plastic raceway,
decaled with crimson - yellow flames
benignly rested on a table.

*May,  2008
 Mar 2015 Laura Jane
wordvango
after
 Mar 2015 Laura Jane
wordvango
I bask
in your tan brown
afterglow skin
Melatonin burns
which is why
my aloe vera like
like lotion is
flowin'
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