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Poetic T Apr 2018
When I venture beyond the
            schemes of a
            hundredth breathes.

As each one that starts a year,
           culminating in the expiration
            of woeful expirations.

No one expects within there life time
             of exhales, that each one
will permeate counts lingers  beyond 100.

Collecting exaltations, that when
            timed, they'll never pass the
  hundredth moment of our lifetime.
mel Apr 2018
i am
a collection of
chaos and calmness
some may call it a mess
but what i see is depth
in the transparency
my soul has
met
mel Feb 2018
divine DNA
floods your cosmic-sea eyes
the universal humming
is drumming
inside
you breathe the cosmos alive
mel Feb 2018
i am no stranger to nostalgia
my lungs fill with flowers
that look like your eyes
i am surrounded by
seeds of your laugher
f l o u r i s h i n g
from flashbacks
clouding my mind
farewells can’t exist if
you grow in my spine
i am endlessly
e n t a n g l e d
in your passing  by
mel Jan 2018
(the)re is
something about the (way) they leave
that recalls (my)soul's eternities
something the (eyes can)not perceive
but is felt in every (hear)t that beats
i feel (you) all ~ c o l l e c t i v e l y
the way my eyes can hear you
mel Dec 2017
in a world this beauteous

words like
“pretty"
should be omitted
and replaced with
silence
closed eyes
and the humble understanding
that a fractal of All That Is
is All I Am

a divine sort of cosmic dividend
freedom doesn't lie
in the collectives cages,
but stands with the choices
individuals make,
to avoid being caught in them.
mel Nov 2017
(You)
are allowed
to (take) up room
just like all of the flowers
do as they (bloom) you shine
just like the moon
You are
a
wish
(from) so afar
a hope that’s floating
in (each) jar that makes its
way (down) many seas;
You’re every hot
(day)’s helpful
breeze
so
(if)
(You)
(forget) all You
are recall that (You)
are made of stars and how
sometimes they can’t (shine)
bright, not (with) our man-made
city (Light)s; Your view of Love
may feel so dark (at)
(times) but all
will heal
yes all
is
fine
so
(please)
know that
You're not alone with
cells in You that (call) you
home and every human feels
You too; You are not just (on)e single
"You" no, You are a part of (the)
(collective) - nothing in
(You) is defective
all You
(feel)
is
just
subjective
try (Your) best to be
selective in your everyday
perspective untold (power)
rests in You ~ the earth
shifts (from) each of
(Your) grooves
& when You
(cry) it
sings
a
tune; a
song (of)
(Love) that fills
each room and if
(You) can’t sing right
on key please (do) not
take it personally, this
does not (matter) to the
trees (You) grant their
hopeful Wish to
(breathe); the
ocean’s
roar
will set
You free
(and) i will join You
hastefully (i)n this new plea
as it is (hear)d from every
sea (you)r wounds
scar perfect;
s o o n
you'll
see
You take bloom on each down day. if You forget you shine with light at times, please call on the collective You. feel Your power from Your cry of Love. YOU DO MATTER. You breathe and i feel You.
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