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 Jul 2019 laura
Elizabeth Squires
dawn's radiant light
fell upon the wooded glade
on realizing its call
to rise
a chorus of robins
began their singing
for the day
the tuneful sounds
bought such joy
to the ear
wandering beneath
the overhanging boughs
was a lumbering hedgehog
he ceased his travels
to take a closer listen
on hearing the birds
bright twittering
it gladdened
him so
 Jul 2019 laura
Emeka Mokeme
Look again beyond
the mountains.
I see you
standing between
the sea and
the sky.
Between the
depths of the
oblivion and
the firmament.
It seems the
sky and
the sea are
the same.
I'm loss for
a moment but
not lost.
The sun shines
through the sky
beautifully as you
shine in beauty
in the world.
What are you
searching for?
You truly definitely
don't know exactly
what it is.
I'm not confused
but just thinking.
After this,
you still look
for another,
you remain
gullibly insatiable.
Are you after luck,
love, and
peace of mind?  
Do not look
for it at
the other end
of the world,
otherwise you will
return disappointed,
bitter and desperate.  
Search on the
other end of
yourself afterwards,
in the depths
of the heart.
Maybe you'll
find it there.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
The smell of periwinkles
helped me a lot when
I was a child
in a way that the stench
makes me think that the world
is just as beautiful.

The smell of periwinkles
still helps me a lot
now that I've grown and
still growing
in a way that the stench
makes me remember
how beautiful the world
used to be.
writing random childhood memories out
 Jul 2019 laura
cleann98
fashion your altar
from the tongue
in my mouth
i shall never
cease to sing
your highest praise

use my bones
make them yours
as a temple
wherewith you grace
with your blessings

and with all
the living skin
of my flesh
carve your image
that no one
shall ever forget

as i whisper
of your name
then every knee
shall simply surrender
and every tongue
soon shall confess...

that the sweetest
most sacred sacrilege
is the sin
to savor you
nothing ever better
nor would you
give any less
used to be a fragment of a poem i wrote before, but kinda reimagined.

*explicit but worth it*
still thank you for reading^^
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