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 Mar 2020 Molly
Kris Fireheart
Ah, yeah, there it is...
It's been years; too long.
The memory has faded,
But the desire remains.

It's that feeling I've missed;
Such sweet, silent songs,
Such emotions debated,
No more clouds in my brain.

Just a painless, empty bliss.
I can smile, and fantasize,
And feel the warm sun's kiss
As I breathe and close my eyes.

Such a blanket never sewn,
Can bring me this warmth.
Confidence I've never known,
And some feeling of worth.

Finally,  I belong!
I'm here! Can you see me?
Nothing's wrong; not now,
I can just stand here, and BE.

Tonight, when they watch me,
Their eyes open in wonder,
I shall stand and deliver,
And quiver no more.

I am here.  I exist.
And I am not afraid.
A poem I've been waiting years to write. Today,  I deliver a presentation for my master's class. Wish me luck.
 Mar 2020 Molly
LInk kangas
candle
 Mar 2020 Molly
LInk kangas
It burns
playfully
like a
welcoming
flame
optimistic
about
its path
it moves
with the
awoken
wind
 Mar 2020 Molly
Colm
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 Mar 2020 Molly
Colm
The human spirit falls
Not because of weight
Or snagging stone
But because of rainbows end
Of water vapors shining spirit
And because our nature is
To go
Something engrained, perhaps.
 Mar 2020 Molly
Jeremiah Anderson
Warmer than pale,
Barely
I hear old moonbeams
Dripping off my bed frame.
 Mar 2020 Molly
Zack Ripley
The wind howls louder
than a wolf to the moon.
But don't worry.
Spring is coming soon
and will stay until June.
 Mar 2020 Molly
Zero
May
 Mar 2020 Molly
Zero
May
In a different universe,
Maybe maybes may be.

But we let go.
And now, we'll never know.
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