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Ocean Carter Mar 2015
In a quiet glowing evening embedded within pearl sands of my African lands. When everything is still like a silhouette of a tired mime, my exploding thoughts are finally calm. "Very well. I shall be calm"

A mosquito-free night is a luxury.
An anti-solar powered geyser weather is a blessing in disguise.
The pulse of the thunderstorm driving my heartbeat is no match for the loudness of the unspoken words.
I'm not in a
"relationship",
I'm sharing
My single life
With someone
special.
Ocean Carter Dec 2014
Love used to be the forehead kisses that you'll never remember cos you were asleep.
Now things are different now that they are different.
But we can't stop on cloud 20.

Love is the pain that seeped into my lungs with the cigarette smoke you blew in my face the day you walked away.

Love is the extra 10 seconds you took to finally slam the door shut out of my life.

Love is while for the train,you let someone else wearing my shirt cut the line in front of you.
Ocean Carter Dec 2014
Staring out in the Ocean,mistaking calm waves for a storm.
Waiting for the next wave the world is going to throw at me. I stay ready.
Its all so mysterious, like the rain when its Sunny.
I have this picture of me on the jetty, it inspired the whole poem. Ocean, Sunny wordplay for me two names.
  Nov 2014 Ocean Carter
curlygirl
Find a Poet Not a poser, not a "it's just a hobby" poet. Find one who mumbles lines as they scramble for a pen at breakfast; who shakes their head randomly when their thoughts aren't rhyming properly;  who has notebooks stashed around the house that you must never touch.
2. Listen Savor the spoken words, for those are harder to express. Keep in mind that they can't be edited and re-written, and be forgiving when a mistake is made.
3. Read The body speaks as loudly as words on a page do. When their eyes are closed or focused on the ceiling and the fingers are tapping out syllables, recognize the unique process. Respect the need for quiet, because if you look closely, you can read the poem on their face before they write it on the page.
4. Write Write your story together. Grab hold of the pen and hang on as you move across the page of life. Sometimes you will dance across, others you will be dragged. You may have to cross out a word, or a line, or a page, but don't give up. Discouragement is a poet's biggest enemy, inarticulateness their biggest fear. So end each day with a semi-colon, because the story will never end the way you think it will, and there must be room for more. There is always room for more, more words, more laughter, more tears, more love,
When you love a poet.
  Nov 2014 Ocean Carter
eileen demiris
The trees are about to show us how lovely it is to let the dead things go.
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