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Logan Robertson May 2018
his
life spent
on misses
dressed in rogue love
dammed
and
love of
****** saw
his eyes of dark
******
he
see-saws
the river
rapid's descent
lost
where
his eyes
wander wide
as the whitewash
laps

Logan Robertson

5/24/2018
Thank you for visiting. This poem is a lantern (1,2,3,4,1) (?). Each makes a statement with double meanings, including the title, with all four tied together. Often I think I lose many readers (see the views) because they don't understand my poetry (story of my life). To July nothing will ever change.
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
Let                              
me live                              
knowing that                              
people were touched                              
by                              
♡                              
m                            
y                        
♡                    
w              
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r    
k      
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a                  
n                  
d            
♡  
    m
          y
       ♡
   w
o  
r        
d      
s
     ♡


                       But
                       I do
                       have a one
                         request for you
                       all
                       ♡
                   f
                o
                    r
                            ♡
                                     t
                                          h
                                           o
                                      s
                                  e
                           ♡
                      w
                 h
               o
                    ♡
                             r
                                   e
                                         s
                                           p
                                        e
                                  c
                          t
                   ♡
            m
              e
                     ♡

When                          
my time                          
comes, please don't                    
mourn     me   out     of                      
guilt                          
♡                      
r                    
e              
m      
e    
m    
b        
e            
r                    
♡                            
m                                    
e                                        
♡                                        
w                                  
i                              
t                      
h          
♡  
        a    
        ♡  
    s  
m        
i    
  l
            e
                      ♡

Let                    
us all                    
enjoy life                  
together as                  
one                
♡                
w                            
e                                  
♡                                    
a                                  
r                          
e                
♡          
e  
       n
              t
                 i
             t
       l  
          e            
      d                  
♡                  
t                  
o        

    i
         t
      ♡
Lynterns! Lynterns everywhere! ^.^
I really LOVE this poem format! So much fun to do!
But this is something close to home. I'm well aware that tomorrow is not promised to anyone. Sad but it's the truth. But I want to live, and grow and evolve knowing that I'm living the best way I can. I want to know that my work has touched people even if it's not alot of people.
Most of all, I wanted to thank the people who have supported me.
It's gotten me here, and now I am believing in my craft as a wordsmith.
I'm grateful to you all.
Thank you so much!
Be back soon!
Lyn ***
Ceyhun Mahi Nov 2016
Rest
is what
these lovers
desire, not
Work.

— The End —