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Diána Bósa May 2019
Secret.
Lips sealed.
Necking stirringly - hush.
Shadow of a doubt.
Decoy.
Matt Bernstein May 2019
Down a
forgotten lane
in a canyon of corn,
a blue ban calls new life to this
old world.

Gather
around the stall.
Don't let the foal's whiney
be an unanswered question to
live ears.

Shaky
legs held us all
when we were fresh and blind
Take pride in teaching to see a
new soul
Riz Mack May 2019
Hear me
Lend me your soul
Bear my heart, audio
You are replete under my spell
True Sound
So many sounds are musical but some music is a sound all its own
Kaiden A Ward May 2019
Look up,
slowly they fall,
the ashes turned snowflakes
of stars who abandoned the sky
come home.
ms reluctance Apr 2019
Passive
afternoon in
bed, quietly vacant
mind, quite a serene time doing
nothing.
NaPoWriMo Day 30
Poetry form: Traditional Cinquain
Sylph Apr 2019
Cold World
Alot of it is
Sometimes some warmth will grasp through
Like when someone says that they love you
Warm again
I wanted to try a Cinquain poem... Im going to start trying new styles to keep learning on my journey in this part of my life.
Matt Bernstein Apr 2019
The march
never tells true
stories of weary legs.
Through great jungles of green and steel,
aching.

Press on,
we urge against
the ground dragging beneath.
Unconquerable, every day
they walk
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