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 Apr 2015 The Noose
JWolfeB
The trees clapped their hands on our backs
Raised their delicate roots into our homes
Shivering the leaves above our hearts
Carved SOS into their trunks

An attempt to get our attention
The forest is screaming
We are tuned out
Ignoring the fallen trees sound
 Apr 2015 The Noose
JWolfeB
God decided to write her as a constellation
All beauty, yet slightly misunderstood
She stood
A median beyond heavenly rustic hinges
Only god himself has the patience for the excellence between us
We built books
Attempting to explain
How she became the light upon darkness
The flame moving toward arrival at light speed
Accompanied by mother moon
 Apr 2015 The Noose
Born
Loool,***
Haha haha
I can't breath
what a joke

write me a whaaaat?
you must be insane

I wrote you a freaking journal
how you reaped my heart and jumped on it
c'mon babes you forgot that already

okey let's try this again
remember the pressure you gave me
the dramas
seeing you was traumatising
loving you was, is and will always be
the hardest thing I've ever done

so yeah
I wrote you a poem
just one poem
but I couldn't finish it
the pen rebelled
the ink stopped flowing
my hands trembled
and my heart pounded fiercely
the words were too heavy
so they remain stuck on my throat
 Apr 2015 The Noose
Born
echoes°
 Apr 2015 The Noose
Born
echoes of the days long gone
reminiscing, reminiscing
memories is all you have
before memories is all I had

at 7 I was just a young toddler who enjoyed climbing trees and taking risks

at 15 the world felt more real ,my innocence taken,now am more cautious

at 20 I enjoy studying and hopes to be a doctor are still fresh
but am forced into love, just blinked and am a wife and a mother

here I am crying ,trying to stitch up this broken heart at 27.
Love is not bad but falling in love is horrible,a thought I pondered upon

here i am
Just turned 80
seen enough evil and nasty
experienced love and wonders of this planet
years are lessons
that I tell you
 Apr 2015 The Noose
CA Guilfoyle
It was shallow water, rippling
a watery moon quivering
on the surface seen
It was night fire
burning water into steam
gray smoke screened
It was willful drowning
upon a lily bed of lies
parched a wilted garden
slowly withers, dies
To all who stop by here to read this poem and to those who have left comments, I thank you for your every kindness.
XO
 Apr 2015 The Noose
Born
I only dreamt
but for a while

*I had hopes
for a better tomorrow

for you






for me






for us





I was young and still falling in love
I was young and still learning how to fly
I was young and still discovering nature and the wilds

I am still
young
and that
I fear most
dedicated to the 147garrisa students in kenya who were attacked and killed by terrorists
~~~
When the beautiful mingles
    With more beautiful
      Makes a fair of flowers
         Brings soul to life
    Nature infuses into creation of new dances
  Then I just want to sink beneath love
 More to more!

When all the spots are removed
  You draw dreams on eyes
     Mind deserves the New Day
       Would be lost out of bounds
   Far too far
More to more!

After the end of the obscure
  Southern wind flows through the windows
    Life grows again
      The new songs
         Rocking-
      The new tunes drive
    So far away-
More to more!

When you exist at the edge
   Of my thoughts
     Your smile
       Plays flute -
         Obsession-
           Tiger by the tail-
         Moving-
     So far away-
  More to more!

When the tunes
  More tunes
    Make the rhythm -  
      Very tone of voices- how delight!
         Moving-dancing graphically on vine
      Dark light- lighting
   Songs follow Songs -
  Lifelong soul
More to more!!

~~~
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