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 Apr 2015 M S
grim-raven
Life is just a game*
You are only known by other's through your character's name

The way it will go
Will depend on how much you'll know

So maybe we should all try to understand the lessons
Use it for good and uncover life's real reasons
By the end of winter
hind the canopy of leaves
they build a chaotic nest.

She sits meditative
he stands watchful
and once only my eyes could intrude
four bluish white nuggets.

When in the first winds of summer
dance the mango buds
small wings would ache
not to fly beyond mother's love.

But she knows no time to waste
so they too on the next winter
gather twigs for a nest.
 Apr 2015 M S
ln
Feminism
 Apr 2015 M S
ln
F for the fistfights I was asked to sit out of, because I was born with a different set of genitals
E for the equal rights I've been begging for, only to be let down time and over again
M for all the military applications that weren't even reviewed, because I seemed unfit for not having a pair of nuts
I for the inferno that you made me feel, fighting so hard to be a pilot that was obviously only ' a man's job '
N for the number of convictions the guy who ***** his girlfriend didn't have to face, because the way she dressed up showed that she "wanted"it
I for all the immoral stares that I couldn't counter back for the fear of your lawyers defending you saying it was a friendly one, for the fear of you blaming the shorts and crop top that I picked out for that lovely Sunday
S for all the standards that women themselves set for themselves, ***** standards; I'll do what I want and say what I want, I'll eat what and I want and dress the way that I feel like I need to, I'll wear bikinis that probably doesn't flatter my body and height but you know what? I don't give two flying f**ks
M for the mortals   that made it necessary for feminism to even exist
Hey, one kick to your nuts and you'd never see daylight again

sit down.
 Apr 2015 M S
CA Guilfoyle
Redolent rain
steel train
streak of blue
racing through
night lands
rainy window
sallow moon glow
no reservation
nor hesitation
time to travel
some things
to unravel
go looking
unhooking
my mind
drift into peace
float in my seat
high in the sky
sweet sighs
to feel again
finally
understand
there is
no plan
only
a dream
within
a dream
to feel
a life time
so surreal.
 Apr 2015 M S
Brittle Bird
summer night sweats
and whispers in the hay lofts
forgot our purpose
Day 18 of NaPoWriMo.

Country childhood and forgotten dreams.
 Apr 2015 M S
JustChloe
First Haiku
 Apr 2015 M S
JustChloe
My pencil writes on
My paper, and nothing comes
Out, Haikus are hard
Lol fail
 Apr 2015 M S
Ian Canavan
I am born
 Apr 2015 M S
Ian Canavan
I am born of earth
a physical manifestation of the howling rage
I am born of sky
a spiritual personification of love
I am born of dream
a labyrinth mind never ending
I am born of tears
to a world with so many fears
the first line is from a story in judge dredd magazine from the early 90s, i always loved it and the rest of the poem grew from there
 Apr 2015 M S
Trudy Gold
“Always” is such a strong word.

It means consistently, constantly, continually.
It also means forever.
I will always love you.
 Apr 2015 M S
Francisco DH
Poem
 Apr 2015 M S
Francisco DH
Unto you, my only love, I bestow pearls laced with spider's silk.
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