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 Jan 2019 Maria Etre
Leo Janowick
"It is never too late to be
what you might have been."
Here’s to the feelings that flow
through my veins,

here’s to the love whose trip
was a lot of pain,

here’s to the days
where I am in vain,

and here’s to your heart
that I cant seem to obtain.
We all have a flame,
A small young spark,
Waiting to ignite,
Alone in the dark.

It watches and waits,
For someone to appear,
Who can take away,
It's worldly fear.

It's a small fear, really,
Of being extinguished.
But the heart refuses
To be diminished.

It slowly beats
Until it sees them.
A rising crescendo,
A sparkling gem.

The brain does back flips
The body shuts down
And all you want to do
Is take them down town.

A night they won't forget,
A face they'll always remember
Until the day
That flame becomes an ember
Maria Etre inspired me with her poem "Pyro". You guys should go check it out!
 Mar 2018 Maria Etre
Tiana Marie
She was like music,
and I longed to dance.

Her heart was the beat,
and I begged for the chance.

Her words were the vocals,
and I was put in a trance.

Her smile was the melody,
and I fell in love at first glance.
 Feb 2018 Maria Etre
cat
your lips..
 Feb 2018 Maria Etre
cat
your lips
remind me
of the words
my hands
wish
they had the courage
to write
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Finally. I'd been striving for a one word poem. After achieving it, I wanted a no word poem. Here it is. I guess this is no longer mine, but ours.

"The Invisible Poem" was selected as the Daily.
I'm humbled... to say nothing.
But I believe a response is necessary.
To all those who liked, loved and commented, I say thank you. I've read all you've written, and most of it is very creative and complimentary.
There are others, detractors, who claim "*******," etc.
Well of course, this only begs the question, "What is poetry?"
I can't answer that. I've written on it. But what I do know is what poetry should do. Its purpose.
If a poem should arouse emotions, bad or good, make people think, have people want to write, to express themselves (and I believe I'm on the mark here), then, anything can be a poem. Even a page with lines on it.
Thanks again to all the readers.
And if you're still *******, don't attack me... go after Elliot. :)
 Jan 2018 Maria Etre
bones
13w.
 Jan 2018 Maria Etre
bones
Am I really a poet,
If all I ever write about,
Is you?
Feeling insecure today.
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