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fair maidens and harlots alike
all were hopeful that the king
would preference their riding bike

the regent didn't much care
where he could place his stick
of it he'd so liberally share

his queen sat crying on her throne
wondering where the sovereign
was pointing his starched bone

after twenty years the ruler's realm
fell into a state of feminine war
all wanting to be his main helm

the appendage with wilt did flag
******* finishing off its stroke
in an undesirable drooping sag
Alan S Bailey Jun 2016
If but in another world, another realm,
One where I could be yours to hold,
To cherish your touch, your dark and
Challenging eyes glimmering, against
The backdrop of your boyish hair, short
And shimmering.

What if another time, another space,
We could share a kiss, our night embrace,
Why if we could have had just one chance,
This is the only life, then we must part,
Sparkling the stars, how I'd love to see them
In your beautiful, lovely, tender arms...*

So the rain it falls and falls for you,
And the drought and sun it calls,
Reflecting sad and weary pain so true,
This misery followed by gladness,
This manic world is really blue,
Yes it will be so very blue for you.
Tahirih Manoo May 2016
Fluttering blue butterfly
O so sweet!
Whipping your wings
Vibrating,
sofly floating in the wind.
Bright green hummingbird
Speeding pass
directs you to nectar
from honeysuckle nearby
Ambrosia, absolutely.
The butterfly never forgets,
Memories last forever-
Since this butterfly is immortal.
Remember?
Resplendent human hands
Clasping white water lily
Gently pouring clean light, brown soil
into petals' opening
A small handful of water mixed as well
Then off floats waterlily, set down gently
On large rectangular glossy river
Having no beginning , no end.
Clear sky, all light,
Enchanted, mesmerized, humbled!
Were butterfly's feelings
To see The Divine Being
Create human girl
In the Higher realm^
Butterfly felt the new unique presence
already born as a tiny spark
And heard a voice telling the Lily
'This is how you were made'
Watching it perfectly sail away.
Now here flies butterfly!
Into Earth 3D plane
And has felt the unique spark again.




4:47am Thursday, 26th, May, 2016.
Ssshh..
Leal Knowone May 2016
Come on I need to sleep.
My dreams have a voice, and they need to preach the gospel of BENT REALity.
jane taylor May 2016
enchanted fairy

land upon my windowsill

oh thou mystical

tell me there’s another realm

profer me escape

©2016janetaylor
Tehreem Feb 2016
Silly little bird
Lost the direction
Drifting away
With the winds
Come home
Flutter in
Awaiting love
A calling
Pick a way
Following the stars
Mark the stones
Fly high
Through the night
Along the day
Back to realm
The heart
While it beats
The kingdom awaits
Nocturnal images explode
and implode as a fixated
date to date
prevalent
survey
of
my
adopted
deep slumber
The conscious

incongruent
purgatory
of a limbo
realm
calling
, lucrative,
The Subtle and The Sublime end
The everchanging Translucent
Glass, Chalice Filled
With Water
A Non
Firey
Borghes
Steppen             steps
Upon vibrant villa's grass
Soulful children let out
Finally—To play
In the Garden

For Grey-green eyes
Young maiden gathers
Pens and pencils to
Leave traces in Time
To draw a route where Thou
Travel
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic love
Batool Aug 2015
Giving up on real world
she decided to fade
starting a new journey
with a hope to find him
in a realm of possibilities !!
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