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 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Amaranthine
When you only breath
To pass the time
And your whole world is burnt
Then there is no use of being phoenix

When your wings are broken
To fly above the clouds
And heavy rain is there
Then there is no use of being eagle

When you have pearl inside you
To shine in the dark abyss
And you need full moon to open shell
Then there is no use of being Oyster
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Donna
Try not to take life
too seriously otherwise you'll
end up missing out
on the special moments
and those moments
are the ones
that truly make
memories worth keeping
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
nivek
your tears are the sea
a weeping of the ocean

she cries within you
- a long lost child.
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Marin
Today
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Marin
Today I set out on a journey
To try to find
perfect places

I wandered trough the city
Running away from the noise
Stumbling through the streets
Regarding closely

I looked far and wide
Down every road
Under every staircase
Through all the windows I could reach

I hid myself under every tree
I ran through all the parks
Smelled every flower
Climbed every rock

Until I ran into a wall

Today I set out on a journey
To try to find
perfect places

It took me some time to fine one
It was the wall
where we kissed for the first time
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Graff1980
Every day strange crafts were made
to keep the crazy kids creative
saner, active, and engaged.

There were projects with weird shades
of sand that swirled together
in green, blue, and purple hues
of mystic and psychedelic colors.

Hands, wet with a white gluey substance
made plaster plates of pure porcelain colors
which  cracked and crumbled
when tossed or dropped.

There were
popsicle stick structures,
small huts or larger houses,
and cereal box tiny toy car garages
that could be combined
to create a two story fantasy.

Each morning and night we children would take
strange pills that had a horrible taste
while finger paints played out painful portraits
of those institutionalized day.
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Graff1980
Chaos was a cold void, slowly collecting mass
while solar fury flew out from the center
making meaning from our darker past
by eviscerating that expanding form,
making dark bright and cold warm.

In fear a few stayed and prayed
while almost all humans covered
their blinking eyes in awe
journeying forth from Plato’s cave
to face a brand new bright
purpose filled sunny day,

but light made to many claims
about how it conquered darkness’s
chaotic ways
with shining solar ray blades
that ripped straight through the black
tearing into eternity and bringing hope back
from nothingness.

Meanwhile, the darkness
offered the truth of disorder
only to be vilified
by those who fear and despise
the unknown.
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Melissa S
Thanks for going back in time
Visiting some of the thoughts of my mind
He is a Traveler of time and space
Always in search of that perfect place
He has crossed the distance and the abyss
Into areas that don't even exist
Often heard but rarely seen
Even visiting me in the In between
He looks up to the stars and sky so clear
Always with wonder never with fear
May the compass of this traveler's soul
Keep directing him onward and forward
Always discovering new lyrics and words
Keeping the ladies happy and stirred
Really hearing what his heart wants to say
Maybe even find that perfect place to stay
Travel on good traveler but just know this
I will always leave the window open for that kiss :)
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Sam
Deep Roots
 Jul 2017 Paul Jones
Sam
You're the winter flower
Blooming with the snow
A fragile beauty built to cherish
Eternity in your eyes

I am just a vine
Stronger than the rest
They try to stomp me out
Oh how I contest

If they come to pick you
My thorns shall shred their skin
The only thing I ask
Is that you nuture me within
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