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 Aug 2013 LD Goodwin
JM
I was raised by bruises and beatings
so you can go cry on someone else's
shoulders, victim. Better yet, come here
and gimme whats mine, *****.

Offended? Don't be.
It's life.
Sweet, sensuous, violent life.
If you are one of those
that think people are inherently
good,
think again.
Watch people under pressure.
666
should I be worried
about what I've just seen
this number has appeared
on my computer screen

666 the number of the beast
is on my inbox email
as yet he hasn't revealed
his lizard tail

to be on the safe side
I'll check my PC out
and if an ungodly animal
is hanging about
I'll promptly
show him the exit route

the sign of 666
has me a little rattled
so I'll close my poem
without further prattle
 Jul 2013 LD Goodwin
CA Guilfoyle
So early in the morning, bluest skies of birdsong
they sang like laughter, singing for summer, the dawn
flying to heaven, making their way toward home
Awakened from dreaming, wings unfolding, reach out for love
early in the morning with the sun.
Waiting, gazing into a silent green lily pond
no words, no secrets, only seeking reflection deep within
early in the morning with the sun.
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