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Aishah Jan 6
it wasn't long
before I realised
you were the sun,
a riot of yellow

reflecting towards
my black and white

awakening the green meadow
from inside

I grew sunflowers
as a way of worshipping you
and thanking you

for bringing colours
into the darkest part
of me
he helps me grow in ways I didn't expect

a short letter to my lover, page five
Jurtin Albine Nov 2018
(And I've been picking dandelions)

The rush of wind chases a wayward cloud
Over the foliage's luscious green mounds
It billows on its good fortune allowed
Feeding flowers leave stock's
roots underground

Petals bloom; centered bud's pollinations
The sun burdens and caresses at once
The bumble lost its edge to pollutants
Overcome in the tepid meadows grace

The seasons start to grow long and narrow
Encompassing the changing of our times
within their altering breadths; to and fro
It's shown upon the rocks face's in tides

She's beauty, ruffling with sents of sweet dew
And in her pluck, spring has become renewed
Mallory Blake Nov 2018
Are you coming to the Meadow
Where the grass is green?
Are you coming to the Meadow
To remember me?

Are you coming to the Meadow
Where they set me free?
Are you coming to the Meadow
Where they buried me deep?

Are you coming to the Meadow?
Will we meet again?
Are you coming to the Meadow?
I’ll be happy then.

Are you coming to the Meadow
To finally join us?
Are you coming to the Meadow
Where life is joyous?
Sergio Esteban Oct 2018
A beautiful meadow
Lays dormant inside
I wished it blossom
But it’s not its time
It’s been neglected
For such a long time
But it needs attention
To bloom in time

I’ll take care of you
If you let me in
We all have our troubles
No one is immune to sin
I know you’re not perfect
But neither am I
We’re just mere mortals
On this garden of eden
We call life

My eyes run blood red
Like the moon at times
I’m always wishing
I could be by your side
But you’re so far away
You’re my Andromeda
You’re two seconds away
From fading away
But don’t worry
I’ve made it past the ISS
And my final destination
Is your constellation
I wouldn’t have it any other way
Danneli Oct 2018
I gazed at memories, waning away, and looked up high at fields of gray,
I watched the clouds all flee once more, fleeing from the sight of gore.
Did they see us lying here? Our hands entwined, our thoughts in gear?
I looked to you, but you were gone. My hand fell limp, something wrong.

Something had broken. Something was snapped.
Something deep inside entrapped.
I smiled at your memory and fell deeply into agony.
I doubled over in the rain, I could not understand this pain.

I looked back to summer days.,
To the close-fought war, the coming dawn.
The draft that claimed the people’s ****.
Though I thought he’d come back, had he not returned?
Come home for me, his glory earned?

He was there; I blinked back tears. He grinned and wiped away my fears.
I loved him so, and I should’ve known,
But I could not see beyond this show.
My love, my infatuation. . .
Was only my hallucination.
My... Very... First... Poem... Ever. It went through a lot of edits, and I had to decide whether or not to post it. But here it is!
Nathalie Jul 2018
The tree is grieving
Shedding old leaves
Burying a past
In which a new autumn
Unearths forgiveness

A blanket of white
Covers the landscape
Breathing new life
To a winter of gifts
Delivering miracles

The beauty of the day
Springs from appreciation
A miracle filled with love
In witness to a birth
Of a flowering meadow

Sunny days warm our hearts
Grassy meadows dress in green
As honey bees dance in pairs
Reminding us to embrace
The sweet nectar in our lives...

Seanathon Jul 2018
Thoughts which echo
Like the sounds of Ray LaMontagne
Through the somehow and the same
Bounce back and off these northern stars
And slowly fall
Down beneath our feet, this hilly plain
My heart it's like paper.
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