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John McCafferty Jan 2020
Be who you see further in time
Search along the beaten path
Higher self in mind
Opportunities arise

Recurring dreams and themes of
stepping stones with deeper tones
Echoes passed from distant lives
Duality is a cyclical sign
When life seems finite
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
Colm Jan 2020
Quiet is a comfortable path
      Known well to ways
    Better to feet
And most best know to this mind of mine
         As I create based on what I see
      Scene lived as me, try
   It's not where I've been, or stand that's me, inadequately
Quiet Is A Comfortable Path
Chris Jan 2020
A dark path lies ahead of her,
Should she flee or should she go?
No way to know how it would end,
If it leads to success or just a dead end.
S I N Jan 2020
Today I was humiliated, shamed and killed,
I stood there as that one condemned to th’ execution,
Unable there to find no fair solution,
Imbibe my words with soothing, lulling lilt

It was as hard as walk through pool of fire
Where all the other sinners boil to crust,
But wade through this unstoppably I must
To reach the other shore more vile and dire

And at the end there’s nothing but great pain,
As one realization starts to take me over
And as the trunk it strives to roll me over,
That all the path I’ll have to walk again
So all the tape again, anew re-reeled
Today I was humiliated, shamed and killed
Mathieu Jan 2020
Compliments compliment a yearning for love
But the leaves leave, like everyone.
Even from earth, space spaces things out

Sullen faces face the rising sun
Eerie silence silently patters the surface
Blue and black suits suit him best

It’s hardly hard to walk among the rest
Seasons season a life of despair
The buckle buckles after years and years

Our clutter clutters our heart and our mind.
However many roses rose from cracks he passed by.
Only his net nets a sense of worth..

Tears welling well into the cold, empty night
A glass of bitters, bitter against the palette
Feelings of dying dyes his kaleidoscope eyes.

Plotting plot notes of a final farewell...
Would his passing pass by everyone’s eyes?
This was an attempt at homonym structuring. I actually found it rather perculiar to push my vocabulary and thought pattern in a new direction writing this.

I didn’t expect it to manifest as a question to the path that we walk and if it was a road built by or for us... so there is some irony to the creation of this little piece.

The excercise was to be more creative in storytelling and using multi-use words without a dictionary or google etc etc.

It isn’t totally perfect and I will attempt an update next week but I hope today you enjoy this for your own pleasure -

Thank you kindly for reading and if you have any suggestions to improve or other multi-use words send me a message! I’d love to discuss :)

Matthieu
Jason Drury Jan 2020
Go north,
into Frost’s domain.
Comparing your soul,
and walk the same path.
Stomp the ground,
to make it real.
Walk in the wood,
in the grass and snow.
Follow the steps,
learned from the past.
Diverge in the thicket,
and follow your heart.

How did you do it?
Will I have to die to?
Madelle Calayag Jan 2020
the truth is,
it's getting harder for me
to find
the path back to you.
Bhill Jan 2020
In our life, we only have so much time
We cross paths with people whose time is theirs
When we meet and share time, who decides who's time was used
If it was truly shared, both should come away with balanced reflections
Share your time, share yourself, make it count....

Brian Hill - 2020 # 7
You only have so much time...  Share it and make it count!
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