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The colourful pebble stones
On a journey long
Rest on the river bed
Awhile

Where do they come from
Where do they go
Destination unknown
Belong

Beauty permeates furthermore
As they chip away
Their withering song
Along
Inspired by a photograph by
Sara Baik(@sarabaik2) Twitter - You were born to be real not to be perfect
 Jan 2022 Polar
Grey
muse.
 Jan 2022 Polar
Grey
can i tell you a secret?
some days, when the sky is its darkest hue
and the clouds are a light gray-blue
i write poetry.
it's all about you.
12/8/2021
 Jan 2022 Polar
Elizabeth Squires
it is patently obvious that the HP site's server
isn't functioning
well
as the 502 Bad Gateway notification
does regularly
tell

the webmaster hasn't yet repaired
the faulty connection at his
end
and in not doing so he's losing many
a poetry writing
friend  

with the ongoing problem
being left
unresolved
how can his ill attention to the matter
ever be
absolved

sooner rather than later the poets
will desert the
place
for they'll grow tired of the message
constantly hitting them in the
face
 Jan 2022 Polar
Hooria Iftikhar
Even the most trusted person can lie.
Even the best friends could change.
Even the sweetest person can cheat.
Even the strongest friendship can get ruined.
Even the person you love the most could be gone.
Sad to think, hard to accept but this is the reality.
Treasure what you have and be happy❤️
 Jan 2022 Polar
Thomas P Owens Sr
I wish to know your dreams
Gatekeeper to imagination
at the doorway of consciousness
you hold the key
for so many years I have followed you
into the cosmos
to return enlightened
a better man
join me on this final journey
guide me to the other side
take my hand into forever
came to me in my dreams
I’m famous for procrastination;
I put things off til almost too late
And then I rush to get things done.

Well I’ve really done it this time.
The Church bake sale is tomorrow
I’ve promised them eleven cakes.

I’m famous for my Yum-yum cakes,
Rich with fruit and coconut.
They sell like hot dogs at a fair.

The ingredients are all lined up -
They only lack the blending
But my mixer just froze up and died.

So now I’m really in a mess
No time to go and get repairs
I’ll have to do it all by hand
And I will go stir-crazy.
ljm
An entry in BLT's word-of-the-day challenge. A dip into literalism.  I really am locally famous for my Yum-yum cake.
Between now and forever
Let’s meet
Before dawn of day
Before fall of nightfall
Before it’s too late.


Shell ✨🐚
 Jan 2022 Polar
Thomas W Case
Saturn is in
line with
Venus tonight
but, nothing's easy
when you're down.
The clowns walk
around, dressed in
yellow; fast food smiles
and cheeseburger
souls, and nothings
easy when you're down.

The dancers with poles
and sadness, that Halloween,
fires burning, childhood
perfumed dreams,
kind of sadness fills the
navy blue night.
I can't find the North star,
and the jack-lanterns lie rotting
in the streets of Nebraska
and Kansas, and the candies
all gone, and the kids wait.
And I can't find  
the deep blue shirt I bought
at Goodwill, and Billy Burroughs
is filled with worms and earth,
and Bukowski looks at Satan
and says, "what do you
mean, we're out of whiskey?"

I've never been much for the stars,
and family and Thanksgiving are
painfully overrated,
and nothing's easy when
you're down.
check out my youtube channel  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wN63fddvsTI&
Like parfume of the cherry blossoms
Rising up to heaven
Walking through the streets
memories of what used to be
connected with all senses.
A long lost melody
bringing  everything back to life right before my eyes.
Pleasure, pain and delight.
All feelings
You are
like music, a song, a prayer
Forever on my mind.



Shell✨🐚
Scent, a melody, a song bring back memories of lost loved ones
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