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Seanathon Jun 13
Lingering at a window
Keeps the world at bay
No more
Than a miniature globe on a downward *****
Close the window
Slip away
Open, Close
miracle Jun 3
You’re calling out my name
I don’t hear you
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah I’m fine don’t worry”
Am I tho
Who knows
Arcassin B May 28
By Arcassin Burnham

Roses pushed and plucked and found,
the sound of whats to be allowed,
Constantly at odds , you know me.

Soft and scored ,not making points,
Feeling sorrow through your joints,
Cracking like the glass , you know me.

Cowboys see the future too,
Don't know what fate will hold for you,
Hope the futures bright , you know me.

Being here for you is destined,
While I fight demons and the sins,
Forever in my heart , you know me.

Johnny walker Apr 11
Many times over the last few weeks I've travelled mind
to searched my
and having done so, I can't find any guilt for wanting to change my life and move
So I have no problem now In moving on It has taken many months to reach this
point In my life many souls searching
But now I feel I've arrived
at the point In my life and
I feel comfortable moving
on but Helen's will still be here with
I know she's happy for me I can feel that, Helen and I
we're close and believe
If Helen didn't approve any of my decisions she'd find a way to let me know
Helen hasn't so I know she Is ok with everything I have decided to do I spent
over year and half of total dedication to
every second minute hour of every one of those days written over a twelve hundred poems but never stopped writing
her and never will and Helen I believe she knows this and she's happy with everything
that I plan on doing because that was
the person she was I owe
Helen so much for all she did for
I owe Helen so much for all she did for me In life, the likes of her I'll never  again
Johnny walker Apr 11
I felt a change coming over me, completely different than I used to be, small at the time not really noticeable
now but a
the difference in me as If I can cope now and although I still feel the loss of
She says enough Is enough It time Johnny for you to move on and that's what Intend to
I'll not waste my wrapped In sorrow for no one knows just how may tomorrows
maybe, but to get out there find a new life In the time I have left but still my
sweethearts Helens memory I'll keep
Making It count who knows how many more  tomorrows any of us have left
Ken Pepiton Mar 14
Benine benine be nine seven

crap. Betcha two more more mores for
one more chance at that

Aha! We imagined…

… mean pause if then else ifthen else to the tenth,
take it
don't missit, these thinks happen

rare, raw and dripping re

ish itch tar Ishtar and two snakes

while, recall, Moses, lawgiver and guide,
trumping Lycurgis's lawgiver only,

Moses had one for every eye to see or die
and one for every other heel to stomp.

Old Arizona Cowboy Preacher Proverb
Some times… ya'hafta…stomp yer own (goes unsaid)
[dam'd] snakes.
[ever bodies gottem by the plenty]

One of the Robin Clan of whitemanlan
Theodds, down the Hasayampa
Odd fellows, I remember there was a lodge…

… also means, when no point persists in being made despite the el-elucidation,
light's prime directive clarifying

the principal paring of time to the tenth and
you dear reader, if temporary times are

familiar, to you. Like, family,
a truncated simile metaphor word compact,

like jot family, familiar, family spirit,

house gods and goblins and lit-t'le ***-p'le in blue triangular hats,

… selah … be still … listen … listen

no threats of madness, nor vengeance or conviction
no act-use-ations fraying threads

neither curse nor cuse nor demn 'r'here,
pretend you can practice real is ation

as you read. Dear reader, you are magi,
you know words hold powers, yours
for the reaaching beyond,

trust me, errors are far fewer than you have been led to believe.
Entire cultures set spelled-out prophecies swirling
into imagined infinity
withnaryaperiodjotortittle with no discernible weakening

of the original thread of thought that has us taking
these chances with madness

Philosopher Poet Sophist Cabalist Prospering-liarist

Hawthorne's Man in Black works for Sam Harris's God's
Master Baiter

--- not off track, side-tracked, to let two-way traffic happen---
---flowing systems, despite inevitable turmoil swirling
---this way and that--- cloud shape oaks framed in
twisting, tugging, pulling-pushing, lifting-dropping,

rocking-rolling, the old man is snoring
clapping and clanging waking the dead

oh, wait. not yet. wink. Swallow the bait.

see these threads, these delicate xylem tunnels,
cellulose cathedrals, when you see re-al close,
and, watch this, oak-speed,
California Black Oak speed and deegree of strain
zingle point
a branch maywillshallcanbe tugging a reaching out
rootical radial fractaling famous form

seen in silhouette
California Black Oaks are the Cumulus Nimbi of trees,
in my tiny bubble
five hundred drys gone by pushing cool away so
there ain't
no mo' mo'nin' dew

Woe, blues is fo' some oth ah time. You see.
We make peace here.

This is is our family farm or fact-or-knoting
Knott's Berry Farm being the birthplace of Boysenberries
has always seemed prophetic to me,

here's why, no wu wu, jus'thefax. done d'done done, now

Henry Boysen.
A chapter. AND nada. Same with Paul Lomasny, as
portrayed by Sal Mineo, in The Longest Day.

Despite the scars he had to show, I haven't found his
cred fact checkible, these days

that means
conspiracy, though spiracy sans con is also rumored

probable, should there be another

anti matter bubble develop in the biome blowing bubbles
from gmos bonding

with swallowed double bubble
and in'n'out doubledoubles

in the guts of children returning from a day with
a de-programmed boomer

relativity plays a roll. Snake eyes. Wanna bet?
This coincides with a rock concert with snakes in Dallas... collective sub sistent concience science, I believe.
Johnny walker Feb 24
Helen my darling hope you know how much I love you more than sometimes ever said In words
For the time we had together that was the time of my life So lucky I was the day that I met
All my dreams had come true for I only had love for you what I thought would be a lifetime of
Sadly cut short Helen my darling  I loved so much more than sometimes I ever said In
I loved her sometimes more than I ever said In words but I truly lived her
Desyrae Feb 16
And then all of the sudden
I catch myself smiling
And i think i know why
A short thing I wrote when i first met you
Balkus Feb 5
Only she knows
that I won't sleep tonight.

Only she knows
how beautiful is my life.

Only she knows
that love is on my mind.

Only she knows
that I will never die.
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