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Seán Mac Falls Jan 2015
I shall hold on dear  .  .  .
To all loved ones so sincere,
  .  .  .  Another New Year!
Aaron Mullin Sep 2014
"Don't tell me the poets ... "

I write poetry that is both incorporated
And incorporeal ... and un and un and un
It is done

On the pad : and off

Hop - Lily

On the tailgate
In the truck
Boots on the ground
In the muck

Put on your Carhartt's
It's time to get *****
Even better

Grab your Old Man's work clothes
Finish the job
That He didn't want to start

Don't tell me the poets are ******* crying

We're living
And we're dying

Careful though
The warlords have come into the jungle and slaughtered before

But we live again
A little more angry
A little less wise

--> **** **** up, juveniles

Shoplifters of the world ...
untie
Unite the left cause it's right and make sure you know how to use a compass cause we all have **** for brains
Native Intuition Sep 2014
Delicate atmosphere
Intrinsically understood
Nature's intricate ecosystems
Our planetary amniotic fluid

Unborn children
Safe within the womb
Helplessly pondering our existence
Relentlessly hoping that soon
Something will save us
Will come to wake us up

As if this life is not enough..

I wonder if the star that exploded
and created the atoms of which I consist
is proud of the reincarnation
that has grown to presently exist

This life giving source
My Mother; this Earth
To whom we owe our lives
for the very possibility of birth.

Safe in our first moments
inside our Mother's womb
While our Mothers were safe within Hers
This Earth is a living entity
and we must protect the roots of truth
from which the gift of life occurs.
Olivia Henkel Jul 2014
And instead of falling in love with people, I fell in love with hundred year old ponderosa trees and atoms unharmed by human breath
Help me fix the flow of this pleaaase <3
Sara Escalante Apr 2014
I've looked at my own palms
And seen the lines of this life fading
Fire, water, earth
All getting swallowed by the air

I've turned to love for grace
But she spat sympathies unholy
Success is but a sunset
When there's no soul with it to share

I've fallen to the ground and begged
The moon to give me courage
Yet that mystic orb just waned
And left me naked like a child

I've searched the maze for truth
Ground my teeth upon the logic
But once I left the cave for light
My place was lost among the wild

— The End —