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Geno Cattouse  Jun 2013
Buck
Geno Cattouse Jun 2013
A savage came to a small lagoon on a pale moonlight night.

He spied himself on the shimmering skin of water.
There stood a man. a human being no less
WakanTanka had shaped him in his palm and set him on the land.

The savage in his nakedness ,
strong and lean knew his time was now at hand.

The savage knelt and kissed the earth
Gathered sand and. Dirt. Gazing into velvet eternal
The great Oso. The bear beckoned him to come forward.

The savage cast the earh to the wafting breezes his destiny now assured.
All that was would again be. Lamented song as he moved along the pathway. Chanted his greeting to the great buffalo Tanka.

My time to abide with you is upon me.
Be with me on my journey .

Stepping into nothingness.
Fallling up to forever.

The circle.
Completed.
To better hunting grounds
Jen Grimes  Jan 2016
In the Dark
Jen Grimes Jan 2016
I want to say I love you
But I'm afraid the cars motor
Is too loud.

Afraid that you'll say
What?
And you'll ask me to say it again.

I want to reach out
And touch you,
But I'm afraid I'll do it wrong.

I'm as loyal as an Ace of Spades,
But you're the wild card
In the hand I was dealt.

They keep telling me
To write about
The sky,
The way the sun sets and what it looks like,
How the colors swirl like sherbet or cotton candy  

But I keep thinking about
What happens when it hails.

They ask me to write about
The flowers,
The way they reach up from the soil,
And emerge with the hopes of spring

But I keep thinking about
Their petals fallling.
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LIES LIES LIES LIES!!!
Whit Howland Jul 2020
it's when your mixing
paint
and metaphors

such as

being a bottle
lost in a sea
of eternal sunshine

then
all of a sudden

the light
on the projector
pops

and the world
simply

and beautifully
fades

to black

Whit Howland © 2020
An abstract word painting. Whimsical.

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