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Dec 2013 Randy Vera

Brianna

A Tornado of emotion consumed my body the day
I said goodbye and got back on that
Plane...
I felt... Sadness
Anger
Loneliness
Love
Relief??
It was as though my brain and my heart were just
In a war trying to find one tiny hint of
Peace...
A hurricane of feelings hit me like a ton of bricks
The day you decided to never talk to me
Again...
I felt...
Sadness
Anger
Loneliness
Love
Relief??
You had always been my back bone. The only thing that kept me focused on the
Peace...
An avalanche of destruction came upon me when
I finally decided I had to let you
Go...
And I finally felt...
Relief....

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

Perfect Words

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

Sara

Perfect Words

Why can't I speak
words of gold, provoking thought
words that settle in the mind
words that are right.
I choke on perfect words
they twist and distort
until no longer beautiful
mundane. simple. plain.
My tongue stops the poetry of thought
silver, liquid and lyrical
turns choppy, harsh
the ears wince.
I want a tongue of silver
but all I have is lead.
Or the words tumble out
like a river overflowing its banks
uncontrolled, messy, meaningless
I want people to listen
to be burned
I want to create a fire
of speech and writing
consuming all who encounter it
but all I have created are dying embers and ash

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

StrawBerries

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

Jack Kelly

StrawBerries

Shrivelled Strawberries are all juiced out.
The fields are to long they block out the streams.

Save yourself from the grains then dropped to many blind mice.
Mines a fried egg , in demand for a content Sunday morning.

Existing for your touch and picture in a frame.
There will be nothing left yearn for but the nest in virtual gain.

Never warranted, never examined.
Dripping taps and a head full of sour *****

Get born again and have the hourly flap jack.
What’s the reason? Give another slip.

I saw this coming, the brand new exclusive six hour clip.
Loaded in a dangerous weapon of peace.

Embrace the floor, thought it shallows the soles of boundless feet.
Inherit the soul that squeezes.

There are the strawberries in a picnic in the middle of winter.
Call us callous and homeless with bitter springs.

Must I follow gutless, mute kings?
I ate the dinner and the news does stink.

You must forgive, you must forget.
This demon sinister is hell bent.

No better to speak the truth.
Jockey full of **** will coil, shake and drain the juice.

Much love and strawberries thought the mouths are dry.
Much prefer a leg of lamb.

Near Apocalypse and blessed is the tinned spam.

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

He Was Born ( A Christmas Poem)

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

Ann M Johnson

He Was Born ( A Christmas Poem)

He was born in a stable humble and lowly, though he was the one most holy
He was the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, crown and jewels did not embrace his head, instead he was lain in a manger where animals were fed
Yet at his birth the Angels did sing and the shepherds came to worship him
  A star was put in the sky as a sign to draw us nigh unto him
  The savior was born, Jesus Christ the Lord, so let us come to the manger and realize what he's done for
   you and me
   He's the holy one born to set us free, come one come all, rich or poor he loves us all
   He wants to give us Joy, peace and love, let us draw nigh unto him and let him draw nigh unto us
   Let us open our hearts and receive the Christ child and let his love be born anew in our hearts

I dedicate this poem to some of my friends on here especially, Marian, Hilda,Timothy,Elizabeth and Mike
I wish you a very Merry Christmas. I hope everyone on here has a great Holiday season. I know some of you will like the poem and some may not, thanks for reading the poem.

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

Zeus and Company

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

John F McCullagh

Zeus and Company

Duck Dynasty has been replaced
by the folks at “A” & “E”.
we’re “GLAAD” to hear they lost their spot
to Zeus and company.
It’s felt the morals of Zeus ‘clan
Reflect the zeitgeist better.
Zeus is fond of little boys,
Swans, and shapely heifers.
Hera, his wife, of all her kids,
loves Artemis the most.
Apollo and Athena
Leave no room for the “Holy ghost”
Dionysus will do well
while hawking wine and beer.
Though Polyphemus freaks me out
Fans say he is a dear.
So tune in for the Sausage fest
And watch the hunt for ******.
The role of Ganymede has been cast-
He’s played by Justin Bieber.

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

From the tangle a bird flew free...

Dec 2013 Randy Vera

Sjr1000

From the tangle a bird flew free...

In this sacred space
People share
Their secrets with me.
They come to me
With their fears
Their rare thoughts
Their pleas
Their past experience
They share their secrets
All untold.
The say the truth
Will set you free.

In their eyes I am not afraid
To look
While others recoil
I go forward.

I surf the crest of their emotions
When others walk away
I go deeper.

Their words whirl
All around me
And in this heat
And in this center
Of the cyclone
Within their madness
I find peace.

Holding the fragile
Emotions in my hands gently
Remaining awash
In compassion.
A moments breath
And waiting for
From the tangle
A bird to fly free.

From the tangle
A bird flew free
These words were a gift
Given by another to me.

When ******* in the tangles
Rooted into misery
Doubt and despair
Too many thorns pricking me
Little paper cuts
Adding up.

Walking wounded
With no dreams left
to offer hope so free
I come to you
With nothing else to lose
And offered up my madness
Fearful of what you might do.

You had a smile
Of serenity
And for that moment
Peace came over me.
We looked at each other
In a moment of compassion.

Time for that moment
Stopped
But of course it doesn't stay that way-
You walked your way
I walked mine.

Perhaps we will do
This another time.

The phrase was given to me many years ago on a small pen and paper drawing. I don't know where the phrase first came from. It has come to symbolize the goal of psychotherapy. "From a tangle a bird flew free."