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Ashley Er Sep 15
Each book is
A portal to another
World,where dragons
Take flight and heroes
Fight.lost in tales,we
Drift away,to a realm we
Wish we could stay.
In each page,new tales
Unfold.From ancient lands
To dystopian worlds.
A whisper calls from
Realms afar,opening the minds
Own doors.And when the
final page draws near,
A wish appears so bright
and clear.To turn the
pages fresh and new
And dive once more
into the light.
to read anew
with open eyes and feel
the thrill of each surprise.
Though stories end,
the wish remains,
To start again,
unbound by chains,
To feel the joy, the rush,
the excitement
As if I’m reading for the
very first time.
Sometimes,
When just sitting in calm
You don’t have the effort
To fix the unraveling mess
In front of you
And so you wait and watch
Chaos unfolding
You, only a witness to the scheming,
Then blaming, and arguing
While in your calm, absent minded bubble
And you just feel
A little joy
Sometimes :)
PEACE, and HARMONY
A JOY to a HIGH DEGREE,
A CALMNESS of SERENITY,
Let PEACE OBLIGE CONTINUALLY!!!
Let us MAKE ONE,
let us ALL UNITE,
FRUSTRATION, and IRRITATION
must now SUBSIDE.
POSITIVE VIBES, please
be our GUIDE,
We Have
DREAMS, and ASPIRATIONS,
SO, KEEP HOPE ALIVE!!!
Feelings of EMOTIONS,
please keep them at the SLIGHTEST,
PEACE, AND HARMONY,
POSITIVITY AT ITS HIGHEST!!!,
LETS KEEP THE PEACE,
NEGATIVE VIBES MUST FLEE,
ALL WE ASK,
IN A CALM MANNER IS
FOR PEACE AND HARMONY!!!!


B.R.
Date: 08/15/2023
Did she notice,
when she walked down into my eyes
that my sight stole my voice?
To return in stuttered, half compliments
of flitting words.
too flimsy to hold the heart.

Did she notice my staring gaze,
my eyes, casting timid glances
while I searched myself for eloquent words
to tell her my knees were weak,
and my heart was beating
with good dishonourable intentions.

Wrapped in midnight
and pink hued sunset horizons.
Hiding some and alluding to others,
the woman curved beneath the clothes.

Her hair up, in golden silk curls
to celebrate tonight
with full passioned lips
smacking of sultry invitations,
and drowning deep sea eyes.
Sporting a breathless smile
and black heels.
While I feel so ordinary and tedious,
dressed in my fine suit
and matching offsets.

She takes my hand
so everyone can see
that she is mine.
And now I am alive.

How beautifully she shines;
beyond the limit of the eyes
to the scope of the heart
and the extent of the soul,
that see in different dimensions
than sights' perception can go.
To unmask the splendor
behind the face.

For this is what pulls the strings
of my surrendering;
A man and clothes
may make each other,
but a woman
will make him feel it.
Antonia Sep 9
walking down the road
steps on crunchy leaves

looking up and down
humming to myself

feel the chilly breeze
smell the autumn air

taking it all in
each step, each leaf, each day
before you realise

another seasons passed,
and it’s already May
what a great challenge it is, to remain present..
Beans Sep 9
a grain of sand holds the water
and the wave nudges the sand
the birds pollinate the flowers
and the tree bears their tiny nests
the aphids feed the hungry ants
and the ants protect them in turn
i guess you can get from this
that everyone serves a purpose
the mutualism in nature
doesn’t stop there
somebody will need you
from your heart to your hair
just because you don’t see
the aphids or the trees
doesn’t mean they don’t exist
the creatures will still be
someone loves you and needs you
and sees you as their sea
family members or friends
or somebody like me 🩷
we all need a little Love in life
Ken Pepiton Sep 7
Reminding myself that I am not alone
in thinking there is a collective conscience
library that has been made accessible, but

to readers, only, and within that set,
to readers who read for life, to live,

letterly, let be, let see, let say, what if,

or wonder if, let us see, let us say, today

where you were when I was in process
as an explanation
of an adversarial approach, a strategy,
accessing a push that has come to shove

me into your comfort zone, to force a will,
a will submitted to that thing you profess
to know is too true to think two ways,

trick is, digesting suggested gulps taken,
earlier in our mindstreaming, thinking sure,

the good, the good
in being alive, good for nothing at any rate,

making no thing, seem likely how as spirit
feels, loosed, to seem likely why we think

we breathe, half time in, half time out,
day by day, we live and breathe, and assume
the position we were led to believe, ours
to hold as true, for the rest of ever after,

our purpose on earth, laughs in our heart,
and wipes a grin across our face,
and once more
-wordflow slows, so back up,
can occur,
yes, imagine the loss,
back up, clogs old reasons
arterial distinctions excused
as essential legacy worth sets
where your treasure lay unseen…

earnest as any disguised gay Nineties
entertainer on the society pages,
lo, long after Turing was made example of…
- rude gay abandonment, so sad, liar
dies to convince some school board,
we all make up minds, we all may let such be,

scriptural, let it be written, thus it becomes,
for those who know it, this is it, do as we say,
or die, as seen when tyrants are dramatized,
on TV for all to watch, minimum reading cost,
to bring the masses together in one mindframe,
withing our gestalt Earth earth mindshare,
through wishable otherwise moments
we make bend with a laughing what,
twist, and spin, and twist and spin, thinking
ifery was were ours, see, we agree and think
a free minute,
and let it fly, to become another just
in time right move, made with no prejudicial
estimation of the attention cost needed to use

a free minute.
Keep it, in the long run, any free minute seems eternal.
Zywa Sep 7
In the puddles and

the downpours of life, the frogs --


jump around for joy.
Song "Frogs" (2024, Nick Cave and Warren Ellis, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds), album "Wild God"

Collection "SoulSenseSun"
Antonia Sep 5
staring at myself
and for the first time in
years
i see her
light, the joy, the spark
she’s back
ready to embrace it all again
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