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Raven Feels Apr 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, I can go on forever:|

what if the worst I can't know anymore

what these fingers are capable are core

what if the blurs are getting to a hold

not even sure how I put that to the bold

what if I'm not here at all

still the same but number for the height of the fall

what if the tomorrow awaits no flesh no dark

the evermore I wrote is a fade is an invisible mark

Payton Feb 2021
He stared down
                into the dark, twisting waves, as if
a voice spoke to him from
                                                         the watery depths

                                            It seemed to pull him in and
                                                                                              pool in him.
It swam circles
          in his curiosity.

The Sun stabbed at the waves, washing rainbows     over
glimmering abalone.
                Translucent bubbles danced
in its light.
Fishbones lay quietly on the ocean floor, forgotten.
                                                                                   Starfish whispered to him, tales
of how they had lost their arms to the
                      creatures that walk in the sun.

                                                        Urchins complained about the oil pooling in their waters.
Sharks gave him the silent treatment.
And despite the fact that he too had legs and walked in the sunlight,

                               he knew he was not made for the sun,
                      but for the sea.
                                                            And the waves whispered his name with
salt and foam.
This poem was written in 2016.
"Sea" was published in Rose State College's Pegasus 2016.
Hopeless Outlet Jan 2021
A many miles seperation
can't be what you want up close
everything about this exist
the way it does in binary code
Probably the best way
cuz there's no way
everything that's said could mean a thing
If we ever meet
the fantasy is always better than reality
Betty Sep 2020
Rainbows on the move
Floating gently with the breeze
A life of infinite beauty
Lived in moments
Always loved bubbles
Betty Aug 2020
Is a soap bubble
Like the passing of a thought
Brief but beautiful
Betty Aug 2020
Bubbles in a stream
Floating by like passing thoughts
Deeper than you think
Dante Rocío Jul 2020
Of beige gaze.
Premonition in the river cast passing.
Would those trees looming
uncertain by gravity
fall on us?
The effort tried in setting
oar’s agility,
so as not to
Hit the sides,
For my own persistence
And calm,
willed mistakes is.

In steel.
As bliss.

Bliss such of slipping
out of boat’s grasp
to that of illusionary time,
Out of speech’s hold,
From how summer moulds.

Head out,
I will
to lying in river’s sole
fine line of freeze,
Who holds dear the mute,
those who feign not appurtenance
of this world,
As the sail companion’s
left to thinking.

Though oars may hit the shore
Lungs in silver lining stay aboard.
Face backwards.
And the bottom separating
River and Boat
will pretend its existence
No more.

I walk
and my laudability
can’t be taken

As a current like I
Runs air-tight bubbles.

/And the sounding:
SHeeSH | CLing |LiNK |
SHeer | CRinge | PLinTH |.

FLOW, mOUld me SOre/
Kayak passing, speeding,
Forest reed, stream clicking
And a companion to give you a moment.
Silver’s sky that could reek of your lips so strong.
A most beloved cloak
My tanned shoulder will bear for.
C Jul 2020
When this is over, our eyes they shall meet.

My heart, it will flutter, as you pull out my seat.

Light hearted banter, what should be the first toast

Cocktails or bubbles; what have we missed most?

My hand may graze yours lightly, no longer a crime.

Our smiles will glow brightly, your grin matching mine.

We'll savour each second, indulge in each 'feel.'

Zoom; you were great, but life is best 'real.'

Surrounded by laughter, the warmth of a crowd

Won't hear my own thoughts; will LOVE that it's loud.

Giddy with excitement, for I've had time to think;

Yes please mr barman, I'll order my drink.
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