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John McCafferty Aug 2020
A forked tongue on display
Desperate to divert apart
as head and heart seem separate
Sometimes we have to surrender to loss as opportunity knocks
Times will come when
difficult decisions are deemed useful
As transitions are a learning tool for all
Pain is part of the process of progress
Acknowledge the logical steps that need to be met
Some set criteria may be inferior
But agree to abide by these guidance rules
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Simon Aug 2020
Friendship is like an eternally spinning ferris wheel lasting seemingly forever, because it doesn't know when to actually stop! It knows for certain (when to stop). Only when based upon the choices made by the one's who are eternally tied by fates literal "knot of joy"! This literal knot of joy that fate demands friendship compatibilities upon is entirely unparalleled to something that was even given a choice to begin with. Meaning when an everyday common ferris wheel doesn't know when to stop... It's because fate designed the one who then designed the very invention of the very ferris wheel to give off the impression of a never-ending fated knot of joy! A testament to the joy one enjoys within their own "little friendship circle". Utterly bonded by a knot full of joy that's fated to last for an eternity! Except there's one entire catch here.... While it is in fact true an everyday common ferris wheel was literally made to go on and on, without so much as a (push of a button) made to seemingly stop otherwise. It's actually given to the push of the button of that very choice both guarded and decided upon the very individual who made that very choice to begin with. And who is also in a never-ending fated knot of joy within an entirely different individual besides yourself.
Conclusion... So in the end, it is choice upon one's very decision to (first and foremost) act against. Which is the breaking of fates very will to act accordingly to it's very "strategic" design, in order to see a never-ending source full of joy bonded by a single knot lasting for eternity through...towards the very end!
Then you hear whispers between the one who made that choice to begin with and their unsuspecting seemingly "significant other" who is tide deep into fates never-ending "knot of joy"! The one who made the choice politely asked, "how long do you think this whole thing (between us both will last for")...? The unsuspecting significant other responded in kind, "I'm not exactly sure... Forever if possible"?!
This poem is again about a very "special" individual of mine! What do you suppose would happen if something were to last essentially...forevermore?! Would you act accordingly in kind??? Or fully dispute your claims on the desire to not agree within a system that's revoked your entire decisions, properly (for the better)?!
دema flutter Aug 2020
when you
conceal
and not tell
the whole truth,

you leave me
in a position
where I can
forget,
but can't forgive.
****.
I'm locked in again
Not paralysed but stuck.
Not sure what to do.
Each task appears barbed
Like it will pierce my heart.
I could make a piece of jewellery
Write my story
Make an animation
Or tidy up?
Any would do...
But instead I sit here
Not sure how to proceed.
It's like the other things that I woudn't do
Stop me doing any of the other things that I could do.
D-E-C-I-D-E from the latin
"Decidere"
To cut off!
To seperate!

Okay, jewellery it is,
I will check the van...
There was once a man lost at the crossroads
who pondered which road to behold.
He hesitated to walk down a single path,
fearing how long the roads would last.
In his mind, he recalled the voice of a friend
who was willing to guide him to the end.
They said “There’s no need to go alone.
Whichever path you take, you’ll find your way home.”
With nothing to lose, the man took his stride
down a path he could take without too much pride.
Though he knows not his destination, he still walks,
knowing that there is light to guide him in the dark.
Whatever clouds may gather above,
he can be reassured that he is loved.
This is a short poem I wrote back on December 23rd 2019 when I was running out of ideas for short stories and poems.
Simon Jul 2020
When you measure something once, it doesn't always go the way you fully expected. Nor was it how you solely intended for its very actions to not solidify your commands very nicely, either. That's exactly why you need to measure those very commands twice, or else those very actions (which became the dreary outcome beyond both your own expectations and how you never intended it to go the exact opposing opposite way you truly "not so wisely" measured it, the first time). All this isn't as solidifying or even unifying when you shed the costs of the simple mistakes that turn into even more dreary outcomes! Either ahead of time, or entirely beforehand. (Since sometimes the most basic mistakes of our very actions towards our very messy commands, shows we perceive the outcome ahead of time, instead of taking it easy once and a while to urge our decisions beforehand...just in case.) You need to make utter sure when (the next time comes around) too measure things twice...from NOW ON!
Actions, commands, outcomes... There ALL the same for why it doesn't make ANY difference at all...when all you need to do (the next time comes around) is too measure things twice!
Unpolished Ink Jul 2020
Move and drown or freeze
Sometimes decisions are hard
Learn to fly instead
Just having a little fun now
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