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It's been one of those days.
I'm craving your smooth oak taste.
You know exactly how to calm me down.
Help me cope with anything thrown my way.
As soon as you touch my lips, I feel at ease.
And once you're inside me, I can breathe.
Every night with you is a pure cathartic release.
That's why I keep you stocked so you'll always be ready and waiting for me.
Paul Butters Feb 2018
Ease your way into the day.
Don’t be in a rush.
Enjoy the sight of the sun’s bright ray
On the green of the grass so lush.

Let yourself so slowly awake,
In the early morning hush.
Be as cool as a languid lake,
As dawn begins with a blush.

There’s plenty of time to earn your pay,
So easy on that brush.
Hours of time for making hay
And your enemies to crush.

Hard work is over rated, I really have to say,
But intelligence is a must.
Using talent is the way
To earn yourself a crust.

So start out steady, as I said,
And don’t be rushing from your bed.

Paul Butters

© PB 1\2\2018.
The first line kept popping into my head so.......
Among the Hyades

I don't feel so alone.
As if this downpour held
the words of a friend, whispers
from the gods, every droplet echoes

in eternity, each tear is hidden
amidst the infinite detail. I hear
my voice break the pause button.

I speak authentically, not the words
but intonation that is effortless
as if it flowed through
my old heart.

Among the Pleiades

O'

I am not lonely,
listening
to Lake Control.


I fall as rain, and
I set sail;



The rainy ones, the sailing ones
who shone forth. The Charis of rest.
Jasmine Reid Nov 2017
To be in peace, is to feel a release.
A release of built up tension in any and all ways.
We can find this peace through the illustrious brushing,
which brings young men to *******.
But that is only one way, and isn’t what you think I’m trying to say!

Anything can envoke peace in ones mind, body and aching heart.
We can find this peace through the relaxation of sleep,
drifting quietly against the water of our dreams.

We can find peace through the steadiness of nothing,
not a soul to speak up, or a mouse to scatter along.
A peaceful day of nothingness.

We find this peace through different things, taking off the leash of what’s going on, and just sitting quietly in our own field, like a trusty dog.
killjoy Oct 2017
sometimes it's really hard to pop the bubbles
they slip and slide between swing of my hands and fingers
still, i always gave it a heartfelt chase even when I stumble
looking closer, they have amazing scope of colours which lingers

so do you know what i'm talking about with bubbles
the invisible bubble that seem to surround individual people
i give myself gasping excuses that slowly crumbles
that they are too preoccupied with their own unique prequel

i never realize i have built those bubbles
with my own two soapy hands
seeing many bubbles that seem to multiply in doubles
i continue to swipe, but they form a tighter band

sooner or later though they seem to dissolve
and here I sit left wondering about wondering
how everyone is doing; a simple question to solve
in my tiny steaming bathtub where i lay pondering
Breeze-Mist Oct 2017
At ease, I sink down
Into warm lime and salt waves
Forgetting the world
Poetic T Aug 2017
She was wet, elated by the
feeling pouring over her..

But then, It went cold..
momentarily losing it...

Then as before a warmth
flooded over her..

She smiled as lathered up
were her moments.

Then relaxation...
        
The shower was over..
         Shouting down stairs!!

*"Don't flush while I'm in here..
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