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 Jan 2017 Just Melz
K G
Pure
 Jan 2017 Just Melz
K G
Vacivity feels abstract, yet maims nether ends
Burgeoning to habitual like repeated ******
Overcoming this notion of occurring widdiful
By consummation within myself
Nulling unfurling wounds
Garbed in a crimson lagoon
KG
 Jan 2017 Just Melz
Brad French
Walking along her muddy waters,
near the greenish stream lacking followers.
Alone walking endlessly,
I found an old TV.

Picture the electronic device,
laying there helpless.
No upgrades or features,
nope not even electrics.

Looking back at it now,
I see a pun.
Laid out for the few to see,
only in my dreams.
A protest song inspired by sjr1000

Frig & Frack dance a dance
To see who is astute
They run an oil rag up a pole
To see who will salute

Nobody seems to see it
They just watch TV
Corporate's just overjoyed!
They can dance for *FREE!


They just quash the media
Build gas-guzzling trucks
People purchase in their millions
So Frig & Frack make BUCKS!

Nobody seems to wonder
Why water tastes so funny
Why their kids have cancer
Why... Big Oil's makin' MONEY!


Yeah... nobody seems to care a fig
Most people aren't that hyper
Now Corporate can laugh and jig...

...and we all Pay the Piper!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/16/2017
Please read sjr1000's poem
"Friggin' Fracking"
It's just scathing.
We need more protest & awareness of this!
The media ain't gonna tell folks...
That's what poets & songwriters are FOR!
Minute white crystals
That sparkle in the day,
Precious little gems
Lay along the bay

Footsteps in the sand;
The past that left a trail
Merry moments building castles
As father begins to sail

Golden summer haze,
In a memory filled with bliss
Nostalgia I had to face
All it took was one simple kiss
© Cyrille Octaviano
 Jan 2017 Just Melz
Oskar Erikson
i tell myself:
                     "To be used; is to be wanted,
                                                                       to be loved."
Only pathetically
can i ever dream
that they be
synonymous.
 Jan 2017 Just Melz
Sara Jones
You
 Jan 2017 Just Melz
Sara Jones
You
I would die a million deaths if it meant I got to hold you in my arms again.
If it meant I could smell your cologne, I'd stick my hand in a hornets nest.

I know we don't work.
Baby I know more than most
I know that I'll continue loving you no matter what.
No matter who says I'll get over it, I'll get better, I'll be happier without you
It's not true

For my heart has clung to you as I try to rip it out your grasp.
It's as if you decide to tug right when I decide I've won and stop fighting it.

You show up somewhere.
You show up in my dreams.
In my thoughts.
In my heartbeats.
You're there.
Just...being... you...
Let us talk about the little things.
I give you infinity in the infinitessimal.

Words have meaning, i mean everything i say.
A sharp tounge twists around the most powerful bullets.

Choice may be my new favourite word.
A wise man once said happiness is transitional.

My little heart floated out to sea in a paper raft.
With ores that write your name in every wave.

In this world, that knows only your name.
No storm could hope to capsize me.

For no dark day could make me choose otherwise.
For no lightening bolt can dare to compare.

On the days that my mind is lost at sea,
My heart is safe in the choice of you.

*Always
 Jan 2017 Just Melz
Oskar Erikson
Why do i fear
Running ahead?
because i consider whatever's
left unsaid.
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