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Dave Robertson May 2020
These dry bones
once fit together strong
while time flowed one way:
on

That current held surprise
that knocked joints off guard
and a lied about collapse
occurred

Their ham fist could grip limbs
and clunk them together
in a fruitless pulse,
for what?

The trunk and branch
of what’s to come
must be reseeded
mulched and nurtured,
maintained root to crown
in different growth
or the same clown gardeners
will bring us down
-elixir- May 2020
Silence is grim.
Silence is liberating.
Silence is peace.
Silence is war.
Silence is safe.
Silence is dangerous.
Silence is love.
SIlence the answer to some.
Silence dooms.
Silence is rebirth.
Silence is emotion.
Silence is torture.
Silence to lead.
Silence to learn.
Silence for the ignorant.
Silence is unlimited.
                so what's your silence about?
Silence is the language for those who wish to understand and portray a plethora of things in their minds
Rishawn May 2020
Broken
Shattered
Spirt is tattered
and I cant stand eat or breath
this world, sometimes, I just want relief
Im sad
Im hurt
im afraid

my face is soaked
its raining inside
im laughing bc its my eyes that are lying
im bleeding tears

i was happy and then it hit
now im falling into a pit
who do i ask when there is no one to tell
Oh i feel so unwell

Help me please im begging please
take away the unease
i have people to please

there is light all around and i can see it
Im near it
I feel it
i want it
but i cant reach it

its not mine today, today i am pain
tomorrow i may be me or i am be someone new
im unsure who pain will make me
i just know, what people will see, will be un true

I need you and i dont know who you are
but me, i cant do this alone
im scared, im afraid
im pain
im mundane
Randy Yates May 2020
She
She lays worn out
On her kitchen table
Cold coffee dripping
On a splintered wooden floor
The preacher man running
From a smudged windowpane
Not recalling who she was
She births a bird from her mouth
And whispers, "no more"
Kimberly Rose May 2020
Rinse the pain away in the shower
Rinse the blood produced each hour
Allow the tears to come flooding out
As your confused mind just screams and shouts
None can hear your cry for help
Because you keep it in, you’re all by yourself
Naeem May 2020
The morning after,
the darkest of days
Bring the bluest of skies, filled with disaster
With ripples that start a new phase.
The dust finally disappearing
and the wind whistling
upon the green hills a clearing
and the hunters whittling.
A new world arises.
Thrones itself on the ashes,
looking down on us, despises.
Dreams built on flashes.
So comes the morning after
Skies filled disaster.
veevee Apr 2020
I waited for the universe to walk by
All my senses awakened in anticipation.

I saw a flame of great beauty
And it peered into my heart and soul.

It lifted me and brought me to the edge of all known things
in front of a giant canvas of stars.

I stayed a while transfixed and lost for words,
and gave thanks for this wondrous sight.

A mystic was also there and told me to be still.
I realised that I was at the end of Time.

After a while, I faced a dark orb pulsating with light;
It asked me to reveal everything inside of me.

I knew the orb could read through me,
But still wanted me to open up.

I peeled layer after layer, feeling lighter and lighter
Until I lay down to rest.

As I breathed, I dissolved into a flurry of white butterflies
That fluttered around joyfully.
M Salinger Apr 2020
Come forth
little one
and be guided
by the warmth
of your own
light
to my niece whose innocence knows no bounds.
Carlo C Gomez Feb 2020
the bantering of rain
the insinuation it might snow
the mirage of moonglade
the mountain drink
the desert thirst

everything
resolves with flowers

a withered realm
a crestfallen kingdom
their copper queen withdrawing
from the bitter harvest
in the spirit of Persephone

everything
dissolves into flowers
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