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You're the socks on my feet
Every thread is a
Forgotten phrase
A redefining page
        You’re the blanket on the bed that I can never sleep without
The fibers to make it whole
The limbs
The organs
The very pulse that reminds me
That my heart is beating
         You’re the folded corner of a page of my favorite book on my nightstand dresser
The beginning
The middle
The end, not just a chapter but the whole book
The prequel
The sequel
The epilogue
A word that makes me believe there is sunshine everywhere
A phrase I will quote and repeat everyday
         You’re the one who makes me purely
Utterly
Completely
happy.
part of the sunshine collection.
Me and him were still together?
I never said hello?
You never swiped right?
I never responded?
You didn't give me the second chance?
We decided to see The Incredibles instead of The Nun?
We didn't get the large bucket of popcorn?
You really did go to Germany after Korea?
Oh, my what if?

I’m glad I broke up with him
I’m glad I said hello
I’m glad you swiped right
I’m so glad I decided to respond
I’m grateful you gave me a second chance
I’m glad we saw The Nun
I’m glad we always get the large bucket of popcorn
I'm glad you came right back home to me.
part of sunshine collection made for erasto
One as long as the month will be when you’re gone
With just hint of pain in every page
A dash of happiness in every sentence
Just to get the feeling I will feel when you are gone

I want to write you a book
i hand crafted the sunshine collection for the boy i love hand sown and personally illustrated by me. Also this one was inspired by I want to write you a song by One Direction
Obviously
        Obviously
                     Obvi
It’s obnoxious
Completely impractical
To think you've completely lost interest when you message me while
Eighty miles away
Or
Six thousand six hundred sixty-seven miles away
When you call me beautiful
Or cute
When you tell me you miss me
When I was the last person you've kissed
The last person you've pressed your ice-cold feet against
It was me
Who you laced hands with while we walked around the mall
It was me you called every night
Because you knew your voice calmed me down for sleep
You were the one who held me when I was crying because I didn't think I could bare missing you for so long

It was me who you wrapped an arm around as we watched the clocks
So obviously
           Obviously
                       Obviously
You like me, right?
the obviously thing is from season 2 episode 4 of aytipical, which we binge watched all weekend and ever since then we obviously reinvented obviously
Expectation

We bow to our gods
Our demigods

Take sides
Give credit where we think
Credit's due

***** at the other

An exercise in hope
Despair, disgust

An act of rebellion
Worship, boredom

A little entertainment
Perhaps

Oh Holy Night is blasting
But it's business as usual

What did we expect?

The Donald's having another
Rad hair day

Merc is mixing up yet another shot
In the arm of the unsuspecting ignorant

Monsanto's engineering one more
Pernicious stew for dinner

World War Three pending
At Arm's Dealers Inc

A trader goes Kachung

A raven drops his doodoo

Really
What did we expect?

Shiny stilettos go clack clack

A homeless man shivers in the rain

The guy on the bike gives ya the finger

Grandma turns on and drops out
Can ya blame her?

Another heart-breaking day
For the broken

A little goodwill
For the willing

Martin Lawrence sneezes
And we can't help ourselves

Hilarious

Charley Sheen loses his knickers
In repeat spin

Another bad news nugget
For the rag-mags

What did he expect?

The jingle bells jingle

It's tinsel time again
The gift can go bye bye in the mayhem

In this the season of high expectation
It's good to have less expectation
To worry less, to feel more

Share
See what happens
Expect a miracle
or
Expect nothing

The gift
Ah the gift

The present
Presence

That is all
What did I expect?

2015 for the present
expectation, disappointment, duality, mayhem, bikes grandma, stilettos, clackclack, presence, gift.
Euphie Dec 2018
**
This is a collection of the madness in my head,
if you somehow manage,
to get your hands on this...

Please respect my words,
for I am fragile.

Thank you.
**
Aa Harvey Nov 2018
The Endless Poem :
Part One - Requiem


This is the Endless Poem.
I shall always add more to this…My Requiem.


Requiem.

The Song for the Dead.  


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


May they all rest in a sleep of peace
And never be forgotten.
For they have all once upon a time,
Allowed our hearts to be softened;
Or affected, or captured, or hurt.
But they are all gone now;
So celebrate their lives on this Earth.


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


The watchers,
The seekers,
The believers and non-believers,
To all Gods up above;
May we all rest in peace please?


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


This; I’m afraid to say,
For anyone who just began to feel at home.

This is the end of the first part of

The Endless Poem



(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Elizabeth Brown Nov 2018
I stand before you
heaving- begging for your love.
Apathy returns.
-----
In the quiet night
a lonely moon arises,
cold and beautiful.
-----
Bring me home to you.
Harsh light changes me. I want
freedom from the screen.
-----
Your god complex shines.
I wouldn't dare ***** it out.
Like you, I like you.
-----
Andy Felix Sep 2018
My nose has been broken twice. Now I have a collection of scars
Similar to my growing collection of crooked teeth, bent bottle caps and used casino playing cards
My worn out tattered clothing and bad tattoos
I have more than a few, I wouldn't trade for new
I can find new adventures in my stack of old unread books
Like my stack of unheard vinyl records, waiting to hear new old hooks
one day my heart fell
across the ocean
then it washed away
and became one with the sea
while the birds flew
and joined each other in harmony
my mind got lost there
like the clouds underneath
the ribbons of my feet
they just disappeared
i can't seem to find it
but at least i'm still here.
© rainbows and sunshine 2018
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