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Lotus May May 2020
we dance like                                 y
tiny paper kites                         l
seeing how high we can    f
just to get a taste of the  
                                       s     k     y
before the pull of g
                           ­     a
                      ­          i
                                y       comes

and we feel again the
                                    e     a     r     t     h ‘   s     hum.
Matthew Hedden Apr 2019
Remind you; present soul
your embers hiding among ash.
Remind you; present feet
struggle to touch--
troubled with lonesome direction,
aimless in their grasp;
far from being graces' kiss.
Remind you; O sun
thy light a conquerer
reveal scars of existence.
Remind you; you
sleep not of tire, or escape,
rest as perfect reflection
and polish thy loves
to dull scars of existence.
Remind you; peace
like a dawn light folds
and ease thy fear.
Remind you; ancient wisdom
thy knowledge and fame
is as just its face
once your carrier is entombed.
Remind you; worlds
your's is just as doomed
as high love is fatal upon fall.
Remind you; words
as just comparison,
Renaming fear;
to truth.
And remind you; the road;
Thy road you are a spirit
of eternity.
ryn Apr 2017
           ­         and everything in between.

                    and secrets that don't come clean.

                    and smiles beaming keen.

                    Deep thoughts,
                    and the dark places we've been.

                    carel­ess hugs
                    and ready shoulders to lean.

                    Reckless stabs,
                    impulsive jabs
                    and caustic words we don't mean.

                    count­ing blessings
                    and hope we can glean.

        ­            and everything in between.
JjJ98 Sep 2016
Sing the scales for me,
The scales of love and commitment
Or of hate and resentment,
Just run me the scales
And tell me the tales

You know the ones
The happily-ever-afters
The smooth-sailing rafters,
The divorce rates rocketing
The greed stricken pocketing,

It’s the people, you know?
And it’s the people you know.
Yet the people you know,
Are rarely people you know.

So sing the scales for me,
One last time.
Sing the scales for me,
So I can hear you rhyme.
Sing the scales for me,
Once ‘fore you go.
Sing the scales for me,
Because it’s you I don’t know.
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
I don't hate you.

          I just hate the hurt
                         you contributed to.

— The End —