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Beauty, is not what is here...
it is what is lost.
 Sep 2019 Mike Hauser
ryn
Inking
 Sep 2019 Mike Hauser
ryn
Force not,
the coming of the ink.

Judge not,
what you feel and think.

•••

Then put nib to paper
and make your mark.

Let what flows
be brazen and stark.
 Sep 2019 Mike Hauser
ryn
Submission
 Sep 2019 Mike Hauser
ryn
.
Open mind

but closed doors.

Take my breath.

And make it yours.


.
 Sep 2019 Mike Hauser
ryn
Walk,
as far as these feet will take me.
Moving with deliberateness,
laden with calculated purpose.

And knowing that every time each foot
successfully meets the earth,
I would always be somewhere new.

Each step would feel perhaps
unfamiliar ground,
shed new light, see fresh faces
and experience different days.

As long as I stay loyal to the course...

Always moving...
Walking,

into the sun.
you don't exist when
my eyes are open
you don't exist when
my blood's not poisoned
when my soul's at peace
when my gut is full
and when I'm in company

So you exist most of the time
dear muse
 Sep 2019 Mike Hauser
Tyler Jones
Dig
I want to taste your mind
When you’re tongue tied
I want to be the one you want to be beside
Dig deeper down in the slime and the grime
Moonlight’ll be our guide
To climb up to great heights
Color out of the lines
You’re my gold mine
Serpentine
Moon glows o'er night blooms
strings play "Misty,"...soft voice hums,
......serene, fragrant dusk...


Sally

-© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
July 28, 2019
(before the rains...)
It was a dark night
Behind the stars
Two hearts melted into one.
Love, heat and fun.
Whisper to her with a mild bite.
Yes dear, that's right.
We rolled in and out
Around the moon light
It was a love fight
Making her scream
By saying
I crave to have a son
Now before the rise of the sun.
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