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james nordlund Jan 2021
Ground betwixt the bi-polar global
axi of supposed power, not-see,
totalitarian, in our Baskin 'n Robbins
of 23 flavors of supremacy,
the united **** of assassins,
divided and conquered in perfect
harmony by Ebony and ivory,
the Black and white supremacies,
"...we(e),...", knowing they do it
for more than just more, resolve
to teach why, the intellect can't
lead, for life doesn't follow,
if you're not taking bullets
you're making them, if it's
not fixed don't break it,
your potential's illimitable,
as life, you're indivisible.

May all walk in Gaia's balance,
giving back to her abundance,
then one's New Year will be good
and new all the way through.
Thanx for all you All do.  Have a great day   :)   reality
Dave Robertson Jan 2021
Good morning.
Lean into the good,
even if a hangover fug
has you in its grasp,
breathe deep.

We still have grey days
to argue with, some tears,
til greenery ensues
when lost, hidden and new truths will return.

So make the morning good,
with toast and jam
or salt, fat and shenanigans.

And for your soul,
despite the impotent bitterness
of prevailing winds,
prop open the door a little.
Vic Jan 2020
Ah yes,
A new year to completely **** up.
I promised myself I wouldn't drink the next half decade.
I failed within the first three minutes
Happy new year
A poem every day
1-1-2020
mlk Jan 2019
I'd rather
not bother
Day 3: Three strikes and I'm out!
Aaron LaLux Jan 2017
Open Anahata

Yeah,
I know,
we haven’t spoken in awhile,
and sure,
we see,
each other’s updates occasionally on our Facbook profiles,

and maybe we send a message,
every now and then,
but computers are a poor substitute,
for true human interaction,

what happened,

how have we become buried,
deep underneath more immediate thoughts,
and the farther down the messages you send be go,
the more the message you’re trying to send me gets lost,

but I still get the picture,
I acknowledge that you would’ve married me,
even though I told you I’m not fit to be a husband,
you didn’t care because you loved me unconditionally,

you love me unconditionally,
and I see now what that’s worth,
so please come home again,
I’ll welcome you with open arms and open heart,

an open door,
and an open mind,
mi casa tu casa mi amor,
please come inside,

I’ve been waiting for this moment again,
for such an incredibly long time,

I’m sorry I should have written you more after you left,
I’m sorry I should have sat with you more before you left,
I’m sorry I’m not sorry,
I’m sorry I was not ready yet,

but I’m ready now,
I fully accept,
everything you are,
and everything you’ve left,

yeah,
I know,
we haven’t spoken in awhile,
but I see now,
what we can be now,
and believe me it is beautiful,

beautiful,
come home come home,
I will welcome you,
with an open heart and open arms…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
Meg B Jan 2015
It's the first of the year,
and the only resolution
I can think of
is that I wanna
fall in love.

Not the kind
that's unrequited,
the sort of love that's uninvited.

Not the kind
that hurts
that leaves you
so mangled and broken
you never wanna
love again.

Not the kind
that makes you mean,
the kind without trust
that makes you green
with envy.

Not the kind
that is forbidden,
that you gotta hide.

The kinda love
I wanna find
is the kind
that consumes me,
that fuels me,
that moves me.

The up-all-night
bearing our souls,
the non-stop laughter,
beautiful disaster,
I show you all my flaws,
you love me with no makeup on,
that's our song,
you leave me words on post-its,
we hold hands just because,
and all my poetry is
happy.

In 2015 I wanna
find someone who touches my soul,
who lets me touch his back,
who unfolds into my arms
and lets me share my fears.
I want love
that's real,
that's deep,
that's too good to be true.

In 2015
I wanna fall in love,
I wanna find my
y-o-u.

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