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 May 2015 Marka Acton
A A Bernier
I know not if I have ever seen
a night so still as this.
Clouds rolling on a starry sea;
A beautiful eclipse.

But lo, another light appears
now I am on the run.
The man whose gold I stole is near
he brandishes a gun.

A dark alley, a scurried fall
Slowed by the sack I bore;
he caught me trapped against a wall,
and the night was still no more.
 May 2015 Marka Acton
anon
You should be here with me
My heart is as empty as the side of the bed that you used to sleep on
And my life's crashing harder than the waves on the shore like when you first kissed me
And I'm falling harder and faster into loneliness than I was when I fell for you
And I know there's no stopping this
But you should be next to me
Kissing each freckle on my arm and tracing "I love you" into my palm because each letter deserved it's own recognition for it made up a larger picture
And you should be next to me
With my head leaning onto the very shoulder I spent entire nights crying into
You should be beside me
But I guess this was all besides the point
And now you're next in line for a new girl
I just wish you would give me a next chance
She
She is a peach
Delightful and succulent
She is mine
clouds of lilac blossom
thick in the blue air.

day unwraps in slow
whispers and the wind
is more lonely than am i.

the sky is a broken
vase, little
pathways of the sun,
her strange loads,
her happy voice.

the lilacs were our love song
may swept into our hair and eyes
little pieces of me scattering
like breaking waves.

dipped in the magical ink
of flowers
the garden cries
for its wilderness
its withering of sky
its blossoming of twig
until you can’t see the sky
and it becomes softly an impression,
a fine mist of golds.

no song now,
only the death of the
wind and a new road
that winds from the silver distances
of the moon.

only a harbour where i
rest for a while, a little
boat bobbing where the waves lap,
waiting for you...
 May 2015 Marka Acton
PrttyBrd
Cloaked in the peace you so graciously give,
I thrive
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 May 2015 Marka Acton
Chris
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A twilight summer afternoon
Along a sleepy shore
The sunset paints the evening sky
In colours we adore

A breeze so cool flows through your hair
The beach soft on our skin
We wait the tide so soon to come
As nighttime does begin

Nestled in your arms so close
Feel your warmth against the chill
Pewter skies are calling and
The air now resting still

The first star to appear this eve
Flickers ever slight
I have my wish my darling
*First star is yours tonight
A collaboration with my amazing girlfriend.
Her verses in italics
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