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 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
Ann Beaver
Bullets making lace.
Lotuses growing from mud.
Beauty needs ugly.
first ten-word poem. Ugh. Also, 110th poem of all time. :O
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
tread
only a few
epochs old!
you've got
our whole
lives ahead
of you.
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
tread
life:
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
tread
hiccups in
control of it.
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
tread
Refurbished in the last
100 years, makes it
hard to believe
in dragons.
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
tread
do as the Romans
do.

when in London
watch for Arabs
rummaging through
their backpacks.
closed circuit television
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
Ann Beaver
The smell sets
into your skin
while waiting for the doctor
while waiting by the phone
while waiting for things
that don't happen anymore.
You try to scrub it off.
Instead,
you scrub off your skin
and find
the smell settled into your soul.
Now you are left skinless
asking
How do I scrub my soul?
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
Ann Beaver
Kids order coffee.
They are extracted and
addicted before they can even see
social media profiles, supply and demand.

Kids use hair gel,
mascara; they know how to type
"You're nothing without a thick shell"
Facebook. iPhone. Google. Skype.

A joyous blame game
Getting them to raise themselves
and each other.
Where, oh where, is mother?

Didn't know they could?
Welcome to the era without
Childhood.
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
st64
You can still play chess
On a cracked chessboard.
Right?


Star Toucher, 25 March 2013
Right??
You bet your bottom-dollar..right!!
Fancy some Shakes-an-Bladders, then? Hehe
Game on, if you care...or dare.....lol

'Tis but Life's tig having us on...in a twist!
Then again, rather tig...than tiff, hey :)
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