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Aug 2015 lucy winters

Kelly Rose

Once we were lovers mind, body, and soul
Eros has flown, only philia remains
Sadness takes hold, no longer am I whole

Distance creeps in; the heart is inconsolable
I am drowning in sorrow’s cold grey rain
Once we were lovers mind, body, and soul

Love is diminished, leaving a gaping hole
Deep inside. Our connection slowly wanes
Sadness takes hold, no longer am I whole

I feel I am only playing a role
Toleration fades, leaves only disdain
Once we were lovers mind, body, and soul

Failed actions have taken a painful toll
Slowly dying, overtaken by pain
Sadness takes hold, no longer am I whole

Future uncertain we’ve lost all our goals
This slow erosion lets sorrow’s madness reign
Once we were lovers mind, body, and soul
Sadness takes hold, no longer am I whole

krs
August 2, 2015

Aug 2015 lucy winters

Capitan of a Sinking Ship

Aug 2015 lucy winters

Dylan Whisman

Capitan of a Sinking Ship

the bow turns a cheek as the stern takes a seat,
his mind slips away as his heart begins to sink.
he is the Capitan of a sinking ship.
all alone in the dark sea,
crew has fled, hope is dead.
he is the Capitan of a sinking ship.
his ship turns a ruptured belly, growling and groaning,
he is not flinched from his lonely cabin.
he is the Capitan of a sinking ship.
the cold rain is warm to his touch,
the frothy brine envelopes his face,
he is the Capitan of a sinking ship.
he last thinks of the storm he couldn't miss.
floating down, to meet his love, in the vague abyss.
he was the Capitan of a sinking ship.

#heartbreak

Aug 2015 lucy winters

Miss Me

Aug 2015 lucy winters

Brij

Miss Me

Though I can't ask you to miss me,
but day will come, you will find me in morning dew,
Remember me as a person you never knew,
Will look for my existence but it will fade out,
Last word I said will bring glimpse of smile and tears to your eyes.
Though I cannot ask you but you will miss me.

Aug 2015 lucy winters

Continual Conversation With A Silent Man

Aug 2015 lucy winters

Wallace Stevens

Continual Conversation With A Silent Man

The old brown hen and the old blue sky,
Between the two we live and die--
The broken cartwheel on the hill.

As if, in the presence of the sea,
We dried our nets and mended sail
And talked of never-ending things,

Of the never-ending storm of will,
One will and many wills, and the wind,
Of many meanings in the leaves,

Brought down to one below the eaves,
Link, of that tempest, to the farm,
The chain of the turquoise hen and sky

And the wheel that broke as the cart went by.
It is not a voice that is under the eaves.
It is not speech, the sound we hear

In this conversation, but the sound
Of things and their motion: the other man,
A turquoise monster moving round.

Aug 2015 lucy winters

Life Goes On

Aug 2015 lucy winters

Tim Emminger

Life Goes On

Life goes on
You had a spat with your friend
You feel like they sinned
Do not judge, be quick to forgive
Life goes on

Someone broke your heart
They ripped it apart
Someone else is out there and
you are the one they are looking for
Life goes on

You had a rough day
Don't be too proud to pray
The sun will rise another day
Life goes on
Like a beautiful song

Aug 2015 lucy winters

fickle lover

Aug 2015 lucy winters

nivek

fickle lover

some have sung of 'love is in the air'
I guess that's because its free
but I can be a fickle lover,
and suspicious, just like Elvis sung

Aug 2015 lucy winters

the thing is

Aug 2015 lucy winters

flustered