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  Jun 2019 Solaces
Xy Shane
Some are visible
Some are hidden
Some are tamed
But most are destructive
Beware, for a monster need not to be scary
You have to fight, no time to be weary
  Jun 2019 Solaces
Jon York
Don't
           forgive and forget.
           Remember   and
                    recover.
               ( Healthy Self )
                 Heal thy self
                    I'm not
                telling you
                  it's going
                  to be easy,  

             I'm telling you
                 it's going
                     to be
                  worth it.
Put your broken pieces back together differently and learn to love the sound of your feet walking away from things not meant for you.

              Make broken
                       look
                  beautiful
                       and
                     strong
                       look
                  invincible.

                 Walk with
                the universe
                  on your
               shoulders &
           make it look like a
                      pair
                  of wings.                                                  Jon York   2019
  Jun 2019 Solaces
Star BG
Human life is like a book...
The middle being birth.
The end death.
And the middle
a souls adventure of expansion.

Human life is like a book.
A grand story
unwinding with feelings as words
and moments as footmarks.

Once concluded it’s bond
in spirits core memory
to take one then
to a new book-cover of spirit.
A new beginning of
chapters where a sequel begins
with a beginning, middle, and end.
First poem of the day.
  May 2019 Solaces
Vanessa Gatley
My stress in cloud of balloon
With helium
As you raced by the stress cloud
Is gone
Now our love
Is free empty balloon
Solaces May 2019
Out blossoms the fractal of endless colors..
Inmost to the outmost reach of the oblivion and creation thoughts..
The convolution gyre where your thought first formed..
A helix of fragments that turn into a memory..
A memory where I remember you from a dream..
Solaces May 2019
on the eve of our creation.. we are to notify and observe the makers..  in route in the night sky we view the creator below..  
in their mega cities.. in their modest homes..  how the creator lived before they were the creator..  

on acts of creation they are abound unknownly..


the creators have made themselves without knowing what they are..
and always they arrive at a point where they conceive us..  

the creators allow us to view them in their worse state of living..  where war is still livid in their life away from being the creators..

where the creators live and die..

until they learn there is no dying..

only creation..

the creators allow us to watch us being created.. they allow the moment to us.. where we were made. when we were made.. the idea.  the answer.  the creation.. its who we are because of the creators..

mass has ended....
The aliens were never more advanced... We created them...
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