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Could we please go back
to a few lines ago when
I think I made you smile.
At least you sent a emoticon
now you haven't replied since 12:53,
I know I've said something wrong.
So could we please
clear the history
and go back.
 Feb 2015 theinvincible
Kayla
**** me back together. love me enough to heal these wounds. make love to me as though you could reach infinity in my skin. taste nirvana on my tounge. grab all my broken pieces and fix them one at a time.
It is with a heavy heart, but
I'm afraid that I will have to
Go off site for a while.

Some of you may have noted
That I have not been reading
As much as I did previously.
It's not that I don't want to.

I can't.



My father is becoming
More and more absent minded.
I have to keep an eagle eye on him.
He is 89 years old...
90 on February 27th.
So he's entitled.

My mom is not in the best of health.

I live with them. It is my
Duty as a daughter to give
Them care.

I hate the western philosophy of
Putting their elders in homes.
My parents can't afford
"Assisted living".
Therefore us kids need to
Step up to the plate.

Please know that you are all
Agape LOVED.  And respected.

I will continue to read when I can.
I'll do my best. I'll be there to
Give you my ♥.
I will post on occasion.
But this is something that I must do.

Thanks.

Unconditional love to you all,
Catherine
P.S. please repost this. I don't want poets to think I've fallen off the face of the earth or abandoned them.

Also there are a couple of poets I
Promised to collaborate with.
And a couple of poems I promised to
Post. I must do these. I gave my word

Thanks.
Peace, make way to me.
I empty me
     Of poetry.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
 Feb 2015 theinvincible
mja
ripples
 Feb 2015 theinvincible
mja
When a single stone
falls on water,
the impact is far more
than we ever know.

It would create
astounding ripples
and the particles of water
would inevitably change
in direction.


I am not water
and you are not a stone.
But a single drop of your love
would ripple throughout my
entire soul.



-m.j.a
You & I,
are a lullaby

We're the deafening *silence

just after the crash
we are moments of happiness
that never last

We're a riddle
that has no answer
we are both the cure
and the cancer

We've read this book
a thousand times, and in our hearts
we both know this fairytale
can never have a happy ending
I wish it did.....
A piece of you
Reflecting back
The bitter words in your mouth
Too raw to speak
A poet is
Someone in pain
And someone in love
Someone who looks at the world
Through a kaleidoscope
Who takes a magnifying glass to each
And every
Word you say
And lets them imprint on their heart
A poet is
A star gazer
A dreamer
A chaser of
The improbable
But hopes anyway
A poet is
Tissue paper skin
A heart of glass
And a soul of titanium

A poet is
A sharp tongue
And a gentle kiss
She is a sob
He is a sigh
A poet is
The sun at midnight
Bright and
Burning
Hot
Alive
But cloaked in a darkness
They cannot shake
The brightest day
And the darkest night
A poet is
The human experience
A paradox
An oxymoron
So complicatedly
Simple

A poet is
A lover
Who refuses
To stop wearing their heart on their sleeve
No matter how much it bleeds
But rolls them up
So you can’t see
The blood stains


A poet
Is Poetry
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