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Madeleine Apr 2018
Did you know our lives resemble Chess?
that in  all decisions
right from the start
you need to think ahead
about the choices being made
about who it is going to affect
because it ain't just you
choosing to sacrifice what you want to do
to help others...
or not
willing to change plans at the last minute
because of a
cancellation
a death
not everything goes our way
sometimes we need to make
small moves
simple
sometimes we need to switch it up a bit
ride the horse
take a breather
I mean time isn't really on our side
you see each second that passes by
is then one minute
one move
one choice
closer to death
sometimes
when you think you have won
you find yourself stalling
going back and forth going anyway you can
till you just have to face your moves
head on
and let go
to bad we only have
one chance to live
so make all your moves count
for you never know when your
last
breath
will
be
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018
Demons come out to play every night
Dancing around my brain til first light
Delighting in my darkest dreams, laughing because I am alone
Insomnia is the closest thing to Hell I have ever known
I used to hate sleepless nights, but they are much easier now that i dont have to spend them alone
Jo Barber Apr 2018
Words. Words. What an odd word, the word word is.
It has vowels and deep sounds.
It grumbles and roars.
The sounds percolate in my mouth,
Unfamiliar, yet free.
And it comes to a close,
my wits at an end.
But what end?
Where have they ended?
Where does it stop?
Stop. Stop. Stop.
And begin again.
She wrote
Not words
But let out
My bleeding heart!
She plays
With what
You know,what?
O they're but
The very innocent
Smiling thoughts!
She touches
Men
And makes their day
She lets people
Let their hair down
And serves as an outlet
For broken hearts
O she's poetry!
Poetry is so beautiful when manifested!
Salmabanu Hatim Mar 2018
He came into my life,
He made me see stars,
The moon seemed enchanting,
The flowers bore exotic fragrance
The river of my life took a new course,
I gave myself completely to him.

He left abruptly,
No message, no phone call,
I heard he had found another.

To him women were toys,
To play around and discard,
Does he not know we have a soul too.
Men can be callous not knowing they live a trail of deep hurt behind
Danielle Mar 2018
Breaking rhymes and little lies,
All I have left to toy with.
Spinning them into secret bottled messages
Leaving me replete with bitter silence.
The play is complete, the mask in place;
I’ll wait for my turn to break
A smile posed on my face.
You had my forever
tucked in your back pocket,
waiting for the right
time to play it.
Too saddest to tell you
today on this First Day of Spring
my Daddy has his Birthday
anyway
he cannot sing
not today nor tomorrow
you'll ask me why?
decennia ago he suddenly died
not of any stroke nor heart-ache
just wanna remember
that Today just One Day after the Northward Equinox
he'd have his celebrations
never congratulations anymore now
not today nor tomorrow
this is not a poem
just a statement
a human document
of one of the most gifted fathers
aquarelles, poetry or feuilletons
even performances at William's Theatre
his weekly sequels of the loving
and living Charlie Chan
besides earning much money
as the top-manager
of STANVAC, Jakarta
that big oil-office
with the red Pegasus
my Daddy climbed its back
and never returned
remembering his Birthday
emotionally on his epitaph
how odd
The Start of Spring
One Day Before his BirthDAY
the annual Northward Equinox
has just passed his graveyard
keep smiling is not here today
but grieving will be okay
he'd be no more a part of all celebrations
even though where he now is
he remains my Dearest Daddy and all there is
I remain,  still with the greatest admiration

and his part of heart
still beats in mine....

Anno Domini 21 March 2018
No Daddy, this is NOT A POEM
just a simple statement from your darling daughter
a greatest lost, this multitalented father
The sky filled with the Sun and stars!
The world filled with life!
O amidst that have I got
My place!
O in wonder!
Thus rises my song!
In the dance
Of the unbounded time
In the rise and fall of tides
The Earth thus sways!
O in the flow of blood of
My blood vessels
Have I got its force!
O in wonder!
Thus rises my song!
O on the grass have I
Ventured
Put my feet!
To go on
The forest path!
O in the fragrance
Of flowers
The glow
Brightness
Touching me
Has my mind
Swayed by joy!
O isn't it spread
The gifts of only joy!
O in wonder!
Thus rises my song!
O have I put my ears to
Opened my eyes
Added to pouring life
On the heart of this Earth!
O amidst the known
Have I got the
Presence
Of the unknown!
O in wonder!
Thus rises my song!
Have you felt the presence of that unknown?
Jennifer DeLong Mar 2018
Ready or not
Here , I come
wild and alive
grasping life with bare fists
no longer living in a daze
I'm in a new faze
no longer dazed
can't trip me
can't take me
I got it I got this
Knock knock
who's there
haha
Laughing all the way
ready to play
Come on try me
Life's a trip
with Rose colored glasses
What happens when you take them off
you get to see how fun it can be
No longer trapped in a illusion
so why not play why not why not
come out come out
fly in fly out
roll with it
life's a blast
take it for a ride
oh yes oh yes
I am I am
© Jennifer L Dlg 3/2018
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