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m h John Jul 27
i feel more alive
in the scenes
of my dreams
than i do in reality,
i feel her gold leaf touch
ripple through my veins
while i call out her name
until she comes to me
and i can see her face
clear as day
before i’m able
to pull her close
i feel myself
float out of the
colored scenes of my dreams
and back into
the black and white
of my reality
m h John Jul 18
sometimes we have to soak
in the negatives
of our celluloid scenes
in order to develop
and see the color
with in the world
PawanTube Jul 1
SHE belongs to my dreams.
like SHE’s only my last string
hanging to the endless screen
to the room of “love scenes”
yet! it’s not clean...

for love inside our mess
which was not all a hate
I’m not a worse,
just fool of my hope.
the way the
circumstances betrayed
do we need to
pretend our spare?

HATE which I neither did
LOVE which i always did
though most time happened less.
but the the two are always
tied with knots...

how could you let me down
easily,
where’s all the promises
that we made early.
oh sh*t! i got this
moment right.
yet dare to
spell something.
unless my poetic
mind stops.
perhaps DAY is near
i’ll went out soon.
this tied knots brokes out
with the piontless cause.
01.07.2019
SHE belongs to my dreams.
like SHE’s only my last string
hanging to the endless screen
to the room of “love scenes”
yet! it’s not clean...

for love inside our mess
which was not all a hate
I’m not a worse,
just fool of my hope.
the way the
circumstances betrayed
do we need to
pretend our spare?

HATE which I neither did
LOVE which i always did
though most time happened less.
but the the two are always
tied with knots...

how could you let me down
easily,
where’s all the promises
that we made early.
oh ****! i got this
moment right.
yet dare to
spell something.
unless my poetic
mind stops.
perhaps DAY is near
i’ll went out soon.
this tied knots brokes out
with the piontless cause.
01.07.2019
halsey Apr 14
paint me into scenes of monet waters
kissed by water lily wishes
Joseph Loggi Mar 2018
1.
I sound like white noise
Quivering and   still.
The sound changing now
With the        frequency
                         Back into me.
I turned one notch
To change         the channel
Because   I can’t       handle
                         This episode.
The lights       blink
                 As images
                      Play in motion
                    And I see them
Dance like they should
Till the crack
And fizzle
back to black and white
   Blurring Into the SOUND.
Maria Etre Dec 2017
There are scenes
I'd like to rewind
some delete
others re-shoot
ones to work on
in post production
shots to subtitle
some record  
and others
replace
to finally watch
it like a movie
Paul Butters Oct 2017
The Cosmic Dance
Sends me into a trance.
I do love space
It’s really ace.

What more can I say?
I need more pay!
Speckled stars
Form The Milky Way.

Star Trekking I’d love to do.
Talk about a room with a view.
All those planets, all those stars,
From exoplanets to sandy Mars.

Space they call the final frontier,
Others would rather stay right here.
Sunny Earth is the place to be,
Roaming widely, running free.

See those palm trees,
On those shores.
In that soft breeze
The great outdoors.

Grasp the day,
That’s the thing to do.
Make it pay,
It’s down to you.

Paul Butters

© PB 24\10\2017 (poem 2) – First two lines written 1.20 AM in my paper diary.
SPACE
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