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Should I feel guilt,
Should I feel guilty
Becuase you're out there
Loving someone who's not me?
marianne Feb 8
Separate from all I see outside of me,
the other
the cold beyond warm fire,
the other
by lessons learned, watch out!
the other
by a culture of want, that teaches to take
from the other
by a secret kept
from the other
by time and promise and pain held close,
I am alone, apart from
the other



Separate by so many oceans
that warm to rain
when her heart opens
and she smiles with new light

Her skin blurs

I accept this gift, held out to me by love’s keeper,
life’s source
and move beyond the bounds to what I see
outside of me

My skin blurs, I am
the other



You are my second skin
The sweetness after my mum's open heart surgery, and while reading (the mind-blowing) "Ascent of Humanity" by Charles Eisenstein.
Out of the blue, I replied to an Email one day sent from a lady In Texas who said she felt compelled to help me having read one of my
poems
I decided to reply and so happy I did for I've never looked back for this lady who messaged In my hour of need It then that I realised how kind this lady truly Is
for she's helped me to see there can be life after loss and
now Instead of looking  back, I'm now trying to move forward In a positive
way, thanks to my true Texas friend who Is always
there for me as I am for her, Friends Till We Go Home

Dedicated to my friend
Terry Kay
Friends Till We Go Home
veritas Feb 2
sometimes i
throw your name into search engines
to find where you are
what are you surviving
do you wonder about me
i do
im so sorry for how i left you
i hope you are better
i hope you are better
sunflower Jan 14
You are my sweet sin, my only demon
And when I think about you,
There is no escape, no way back,
Loving you is like drowning peacefully in the dark
Because our love is reckless, but it’s real too
And if it’s real, it has to bring a little chaos
It has to give a thrill that you’ve never met
And it will certainly bring a happiness
That you’ve never experienced before
And probably, will never experience with somebody else..
* 29.09.2018 ***
IncholPoem Jan 12
A  monkey  cap
is  needed   to
protect   my  head
so  i  have  to
earn  to
purchase   that  thing.



AN  OLD  BICYCLE
IS  NEEDED  FOR
ENVIRONMENTAL  F­RIENDLY
ENERGY.


MY    HEART  WILL
WORK  PROPERLY

   AND    
  
   THE  WHOLE  BODY
WILL  EXERCISE.


AN   OLD  MODEL
HANDSET   IS  REQUIRED

TO  LISTEN   FROM
RADIO.



IT   WILL   ALSO     SUPPORT  THE
HEART'S  HEALTHINESS  AND
FOR OTHER  PARTS
ALSO.
Often,
when we are caught up
in our own pain
and jealousy,
we end up hurting others.
I find it surprising  
that animals can sometimes
understand us
better than people.
Their eyes;
full of love and hope.
Their attitude;
showing care and gentleness.
Words are not needed
for them to tell us their love for us.
And yet we,
humans,
cannot love each other
the way animals can love us.
Does it make me
Strange
To crave connection,
Does it make me
Weird
To demand respect.
Am i other
For asking for more
And expecting
To be treated
What I’m worth
And am I
Wrong
To see love
In such wild
Caricatures
That all prove
To be
Light
And smoke
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