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  Jul 2023 Maria Mitea
From the ashes
My girl,
when I ****
you
I’m on top of the world.
I become unfurled—like a  
whale’s tail,
like a dolphin in a
sea of love,
your ***** fits me like
a glove.
They say doves mate for
life,
and swans die in
the spring,
you make my ****
sing, like yang ling or
whatever that panda’s
name was.
It’s love that  
makes the world go around,
and baby,
I found it.
https://youtu.be/U_cdr1ZNRns
Maria Mitea Jul 2023
to dig and dig,  to trace  endless chains of causes and effects,
to dig and dig seems as foolish as trying to build a castle from sand and hope that will touch the sky,
  Jul 2023 Maria Mitea
Dave Bosworth
Nothing good can come of this
Noted the plain man for his soul
I lent over and distorted my frame
To put a coin in his bowl

On closer inspection his pullover
Flew out at me in rainbows
And his eyes glinted through a face that was hurried
But for all time, slow

We chewed the cud for an hour
My spineless talk criticised power
The rain fell mercifully
And he sauntered off to ***

I said I didn't like to see people unhappy
More to myself than to him
He said I was a 'good lad'
I said the little guys would win

Who is the benefactor
In a time-drenched street?
The hypnotised or the ostracized
The elephant in the room,
The mouse at your feet?

© Copyright David Bosworth July 2023
  Jul 2023 Maria Mitea
Qualyxian Quest
3
I know I'm ridiculous
Bipolar, obsessed, lost
Hemingway, Eliot, Melville
Poe, Emily, Frost

Grateful for good sleep
Talk with my son
Cranberry juice with lime
History 101

Don't believe in politics
Or newspapers. Or Donald Trump.
France for 2 weeks
Michelle Obama fist bump

Tired. Sad. Tired.
Wishing she was here
Drifting toward death
I drive. You steer.

           3 beautiful deer
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