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 Jan 2015 rained-on parade
Amanda
Waiting at the airport is bittersweet.
For you watch the planes sit lonely on the tarmac, and with the knowing feeling that in half an hour, 5 hours; in a handful of time, it will be gone.

All the space, matter, whispers, hushes will be swept up before your goodbye felt like it even existed in the very first place.
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A blue black cloud, all over me is written JOY
in the script of vapor, dense, moist and meaningful,
I am light, like a feather, the breeze is in love with me for that,
I love his gentle persuasion to waft, move about, explore..
and then--ravaged by wind my love changes direction.

I love freedom more than anything, but forgot limits, hover
now, I am no more attached to the green hills, they are jealous,
far above them am I, untouched by their vainglorious pride,
I am not hard-hearted, parched fields send shivers of lightning
break me in to thousand  smaller pieces, scatter around.

My love for this earth is kindled by the sights unfurling below
all the egrets, cormorants, storks and herons of great magnificence,
those kind hearted friends that fly with me often are in pain
like the farmers, there isn't enough water for anything.

A cloud is a thought, inspired by the love for mother earth
by the ocean I am gifted to the breeze, to tour around,
on many lands fell my shade, found life in all varieties,
now is the time to be kind at heart, melt, fall in torrents.
A cloud when you analyze is a thought full of love for earth,humanbeings
A sting to my senses
emptiness resides within
and so I called
and called again

your voice
haunting my memory
your voice
lingers in my head

Voices drowning in sorrow
calling out as if ******
walking over my soul

and so I call
I call no more
Let's capture this moment forever;
Daisies in your hair,
Bare feet and a white dress,
Pink lips and a pale face.
Your smile is brighter than the sun
As we dance barefoot.
Our mothers are there
Watching you steal my last name
Like I stole your heart
With held hands, we join lips.
I never want this night to end.

Kiss me again, when we're alone.
Slower this time; I want to savor you.
You're mine,
I'm yours;
This is the way it will always be.

Stay with me forever,
Through the grays in you hair,
Wrinkled feet and a faded dress,
Pink lips and a freckled face.
Your smile will still be brighter than the sun
As we dance barefoot.
With held hands, we will join lips.

Kiss me like you kiss me now;
Slow, like you're savoring me.
You'll still be mine,
I'll still be yours;
This love will never end
I'll sing of all the ways I miss you
and how this sorrow came to be
the verses, lies I should have whispered
the chorus, truths in harmony.

The melody will break the silence
and call your broken heart to me
to be repaired by love unyielding
to broken hymns in minor key.
Depression lies and makes us push those we love most away, sometimes so far away that they can never return.
Love is just a word,
until you meet your soulmate.
© All Rights Reserved Dustin Matthews
 Jan 2015 rained-on parade
David
A life in broken glass,
A reflection-
One million pieces,
Impossible to see myself rightly,
Tell me who I am,
Which of my pictures fit together,
This curse-
     this curse
This curse of suburbia,
The unperceived ritual,
Take
Regurgitate
Build
Charge the culture gods,
Update the computer shrines,
Dam them all,
They replaced the spiritual encounter:
Our birthright,
Traded for ***** water,
Our entire lives,
Washing nothing away,
This murky bath is our judge,
Confronting our condition

If I could reach into Apollo's cloak,
I would pull down the stars and put them in my eyes,
Drowning myself in pedals of flowers,
Give me stimulation,
A temporary satisfaction,
But dislocated from the natural idea of rest,
Wilting away from their stem,
Ready to die
Fire with fire
an eye for an eye
the whole world burns
more men become blind

The earth became charred
man had lost his way
that choice of blindness
brought his last day
Find me a calm
In a place warm
Away from harm

Walked across storm

Silent place still
A gentle breeze to fill
High above a hill

A pain doth ****

Peace In the heart
Life a gentle start
Past to be forgot

Oh goodness did stop

None to hate
Not by fate
Calmness be the state

Still waters not too late
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