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she paints the sky blue
with a field of meadow flowers
smiling daisies grace the canvas
looking to see heaven.

the sky comes to life
a creation from mortal hands
painted with the warmest yellow
and the saddest blue.

clouds of linen white
moving silently
over the painted sky
as colours of blue and green
fill the fields.

the scent of blooms
fill the room
the buzzing of bees
the warmth of the sun
as colours comes to life
in the eye of her imagination.

the breeze
a movement of the brush
filling the page with colour
and the room with summer.

life and love
poured endlessly onto canvas
tapped into the fountain
of her emotion
filling her eyes
with water colour tears.

painted in hues
of the deepest green
capturing and releasing
the picture that lies
within her heart.

a field of hopes and dreams
appear as magic in the room
as daisies smile up at the sunshine
and she paints the sky blue
i am strange and i know you are too;
why else'd i rearrange dreams for you?
you are odd to the core, to your bones;
and it hurts twofold when you throw stones.
your weird spirit is filling the air;
and my demons are reaching their arms
to the light you emit, to the flair
we'd be happy, if there could be "us".
but you're a ****.
 Apr 2016 Leal Knowone
Mike Adam
And under
some other sun
man seared by heat
pompeiied, seared
in body fat-
slowly
pains-takingly
chick-beaks through
his shell
to sky

looking from above
frail atmosphere
hovers and runs
a swirling course

man ***** in
age-old re-cycled
air
and soars
 Apr 2016 Leal Knowone
Mike Adam
From somewhere
elegant string
plucked vibrates
gentle waves on
perfumed air

moon full-beam
reflects its burning star.

let me unclasp your gown.
let me unclasp your soul.
 Apr 2016 Leal Knowone
Mike Adam
baby eyes
all the time

every landscape
any face

mirror skies
baby eyes

everything
is new
 Apr 2016 Leal Knowone
Sara Buzz
Brandy was always there for me when I got sad.
Always there for me when I wanted to die.
Brandy was strong and tried to fix the problems, but never really could.
I can see the bottom of the bottle already.
Jazz
Crying Blue
Smoke of Ecstacy

Flame without a Fire
Heat without a Flame  
Raw Being
Disrobed

Waiting
Listening
Question

Sound of  Black Angels  Wings
Gathering
Against the Inquiries of Time
Burning Presence
Love's Hunger
Devoured

YOU
my
LOVE
Revealed

Marri Me
do think about those lips
I wish were mine for keeps
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