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 Jul 2018 mera
Scott F Hemingway
'twas where
over her
lover and
this mother
if she'd
made love
to this
bother and
kicked her
spoon only
to dither
soon to
wither in
hope of
recovery that
her soul
kept jade
 Jul 2018 mera
Satsih Verma
There was nothing left
to say, after the great
decline of humanity.

Knowing yourself,
watching without any action.
Then who triggered the quake?

A little candle in storm.
But the selfish man will
not keep a date.

Migration will
continue towards the edge.
You were not there in my verse, today.
 Jul 2018 mera
Scott F Hemingway
she is
a dart
with crafty
that surfs
the pipes
by their
wave's crack  
if she
enjoys her
drag and
fulfills dream
that sports
her next
bikini but
on beach
baits her
seam well
a sufher by the sea
 Jun 2018 mera
Kurt Philip Behm
Watching myself
Wanting you
Standing alone
—the end in view

Watching myself
Reach out through the pain
Lost shadow of night
—last tear in your rain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2016)
 Jun 2018 mera
Kurt Philip Behm
Compression ingestion
The world to implode
The numbers decreasing
—all resistance explodes

From diamond to carbon
Wheels spin in reverse
The groundhog, the treadmill
—new millennium’s curse

(Brooklyn, New York: March, 2016)
 Jun 2018 mera
Lyn-Purcell
Fear
 Jun 2018 mera
Lyn-Purcell
There is nothing worse than
feeling chained and trapped
in place where the sun don't
shine
Depression and anxiety... such a toxic mix that feed off each other.
I applaud those strong enough to deal with them and still go on to succeed.
Be back soon
Lyn ***
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