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 Mar 2018 Bluejay
Matsuo Bashō
Autumn moonlight--
  a worm digs silently
    into the chestnut.
 Mar 2018 Bluejay
Matsuo Bashō
A monk sips morning tea,
it's quiet,
    the chrysanthemum's flowering.
 Mar 2018 Bluejay
Jeff Gaines
This is my only and first ever poem
that I did scribe upon my phone.

A pal of mine does it, does it with ease.
She makes it look easy, just like a breeze.

But it's harder for me, with my thumbs of ham.
I prefer full-sized keyboards, as that's who I am.

Typing and retyping and then wrestling the spellchecker.
If I tried this while in my car, I would surely need a wrecker!

Squinting, so that I don't have to strain my eyes.
To say that I'm enjoying this, would be nothing less than lies.

Well there you have it, I'm finally done.
I'm gonna pass on this foolishness ... and let her have all the fun.
NEVER again.
I'll write it in Sharpie on my arm first!
I've always >hated< texting.
 Mar 2018 Bluejay
Flow
Remix
 Mar 2018 Bluejay
Flow
I want to remix the music biz
and change what music is.
Give sounds and emotions a twist.
:)
 Mar 2018 Bluejay
Rachael Judd
I am a wildflower,
Strong enough to withstand
Each step that trampled me
Making my petals wilt
Bearing the weight of the summer rain
But able to grow and flourish
Even in the most broken down places
Reaching towards light
For I have grown from the dark.
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