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 Mar 2020 Polar
Lawrence Hall
Sunflowers do not bend toward the Sun; they genuflect
Which is exactly right for morning prayers
They have waited in place throughout the night
For His morning, and true enough, He comes

And through the day His liturgies of Light
Illuminating the letters and margins of life
With all the ornaments of Creation
Delight each flower in its work and play

Ordering all endeavors to great effect -
Sunflowers do not bend toward the Sun; they genuflect
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com

It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.

Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree:  THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.
 Mar 2020 Polar
Josh
Coffee and Her
 Mar 2020 Polar
Josh
She looks at me
Eyes glowing with relief
A grin, stretching to tomorrow
She looks at me
Touching her eye's with mine
As I,
Warmly invite my lips to hers
For a minute
It seems possible
That she,
and me
Might form we again
Just as she looks at me
 Mar 2020 Polar
Cheryl Ann Warner
It's early in the morning quiet as can be
closely listen to falling rain
It's early in morning raindrops  falling hard
I look out to see, it's dark as can be
Stormy seas, stormy seas
Listen to the falling rain
Listen to the falling rain
I look out to see
In a world that is always
A bit too eager to go to war
You like to wrap yourself
Around my body like a vine
And make love to me slowly
Like a twelve toed sloth
Dancing in the dark
 Mar 2020 Polar
T R Wingfield
God, for me,
is a selfish thing.
I only want him there to blame,
Or to ask him for that
Which I cannot seem
To produce for myself by other means.

And yet, for me,
To disbelieve is equally
A selfish thing.
To pretend that I have come this far
Without some kind
Of Divine intervention...

How could this be,
considering
The sheer stupidity of my decisions
The risks I took
with my own wellbeing;
the utter disregard

So it is and must be
that god, for me,
Is looking out regardless.
There must be some plan
regarding me
or else I'd have been disposed of.

Does this mean
I am a chosen one?
Not just dust-
but a favorite son?
I think it must...
There's no other logical conclusion.
Oh no!



I promise I'm not actually this vain. Words came in contradictions, and I was obliged to pen them down from the ether before they got away.
 Mar 2020 Polar
Nigdaw
all I want is to do, do ,do
but I'd like to smell the roses too
 Mar 2020 Polar
Perry
To cleanse
 Mar 2020 Polar
Perry
Sometimes,

Runny mascara is needed
To clean off your face
Define your own tears
And they'll never go to waste
 Mar 2020 Polar
Muzaffer
Love
Loyalty
Respect
Charismatic
Cultured
Romantic
Clever
Rich
Be­liever
Good person
Strong a *****..



Select several by age range.
They all poison you.:))
Best regards..
 Mar 2020 Polar
Muzaffer
Why you are asking me
what i Love  about , try kissing.
maybe İ have a answer.
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