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 Nov 2014 Sarah Jane
Earthchild
Rose
 Nov 2014 Sarah Jane
Earthchild
I saw my mother for the last time
The mortician whispered in a silent voice I'm aware your mother didn't wear much makeup, but we had to put some on her as she had some discolouration."

I walked through the slightly opened door
Across the room was a light brown casket
Roses as red as the breast of a robin surrounded you

I couldn't seem to get my feet to move
My feet cemented to the ground
All your artifacts lay around you

Step
By painful step
I made my way over to you

I felt the sting of tears behind my eyes
My orchid hearts petals fell slowly to the pit of my stomach

My mom didn't look like my mom
Not with that makeup
But they put it on you to cover the discolouration, the discoloration of the carbon monoxide that corrupted you beautiful mind, or maybe it was the demons that had haunted you for so long

When my tears began to overflow my red eyelids I could have sworn I saw you breathing
My mom is gone
My mom is gone

I kept repeating over and over
The devil lives in my head
My demons cling to me like a shadow
I stare in the mirror
the torture of silence around me
With the non stop thoughts in my head
I want to scream but become frozen
As I stare deeper in the mirror
Questioning everything about myself
I hear the laughter get louder
And louder
Yes the devil lives In my head
Looks like he's here to stay
 Nov 2014 Sarah Jane
Trey Evans
With all the things on my chest, I can hardly breathe
With all the things in front of me, I can hardly see
But it’s easy to see that my emotions get the better of me
Can’t help but admit I let love get the better of me
My heart tears kinda easy, believe me
Your words cut deep, and I bleed immediately
If I die, know that my heart still beats for you
Still wanting to find a spiritual connection with you
But you’re connected with another soul
Another whole mess I put my heart in
So to hell with the love that I put my heart in
Me and the leftover pieces of my being
Will try to make the most of being a human being
written 7/17/10
 Nov 2014 Sarah Jane
Pax

In my darkest days, I held you beneath my warmth.
You indulged me with your feverish hunger.
You embraced me with your piercing emotions.
You were immune to my changeable disease.

I came to a realization that you were my muse,
the best rainbow I received……….

You told me that I was part of your soul.
To me you’re the fuel to my rusty engine,
The energy to my thirsty being,
And the light of my darkened soul.


© Pax
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/willyampax/1031383/
Even when my wonderful
universe seems like
a cosmic mess,

Even when
all these souls
leave us in the
form of death,

Even though I'm
underfed, underslept
and can't catch my breath,

I emit love
**and so who cares about all the rest?
change yourself.
change yo
life.
 Nov 2014 Sarah Jane
wordvango
I say I am you
tree
roots and limbs and bark

I say I feed you as you feed me oxygen
we need each
to be

My roots are not covered
and I am not near as tall or robust
my canopy never will attain the beauty

nor hold leaves and seeds
into the sun like you
And then

I ask the tree,
who might you be?
He stands as he always has,

says, I am but a tree,
I bow and say amen.
Fish heads for dessert
Confetti-saltwater taffy for lunch
Canned laughter for snack
And peptide bonds for a well balanced breakfast
"But whats for dinner?" says The Windbag
"But whats for dinner?!" screeches The Mimick
Hmm, well we have a choice between the sociocultural criteria and a toxic relationship
"Can't we have popsicles with answer-less riddles on the sticks?" asked the Windbag
"Can't we have popsicles with answer-less riddles on the sticks?!" copied The Mimick
"Leeme alone!" cried the Windbag
"Leeme alone!!" yelled The Mimick
In the end the decided to eat the pockmarks of bird feeding cohorts
They picked their teeth with proven points
Then watched The Windbag play the glockenspiel
Followed by The Mimick on the xylophone
As I put the leftover scraps in Tupperware, making sure to burp it before I put it away
       -Tommy Johnson
 Nov 2014 Sarah Jane
Teko Harvey
Had me at hello, Cliche', but a new experience for me,
Hearts were performing but I always covered my eyes at that show.
Your name, Seemingly, the flower I just wanted to sit, watch grow.
Could have had it all
I lost you in the fall.
No reference to a drop
At the Sight of Daisies
Even the Greatest of Gatsby's broke clocks.
Concerned myself with the perfection of detail,
I hope he does see all the beauty, even when you fail.
Does he cherish the small things?
The way you sip your tea,
The many ****** expressions when you speak.
King of the questions, that would never leave this mouth.
Queen of the Answer, all I needed was you, I had no doubt.
Brain vs Heart, I already knew better
Planned the perfect picnic, I know you can finish this line, Always so clever,
Tried to stay in control, Faltered, I'm human I now know.
Involuntary motion of feelings without direction, where do I now go.
Like a movie scene I had every perfect song for the moments that altered.
Subconscious I woke, smiled, it was your face imprinted on our daughter.
The end is far, but you are my friend, I am always close,
these are just my thoughts, starred in with a little hope that floats.
With a canyon of love in between
I made promises to you I cant ever mislead.
2, I will see you, 1, close your eyes, & watch me Dream.
 Nov 2014 Sarah Jane
Harley Hucof
Summon your sorrows i'll take them away
Give me your emotions i'll absorb the pain

Life is hard try to understand
Even if i don't know you i feel the same

Maybe i need help more than you
but it seems that this is what i was born to do


I'll shed a tear for you
Your tears are to be mine

But

Could you shed a tear for me every once in a while?


Words Of Harfouchism

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