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 Mar 2019 Lot
Jude kyrie
The mighty  sea
is our mother here on earth
She gave birth
to her  teeming  masses
We were borne of  her salted  depths
And that is where we must return.
She sends her seagulls
To cry of freedom in azure skies

I hear her sirens wail
Far away in the depths of my sleep
Come back to me, my son.
Swim in the freedoms of my worlds.
See my wonders
You are mine
And I am yours

Breathe your air out there
But remember
You belong here in the cooling waters
Of eternity
Come back to your mother.
And live with me forever
For you must
Return to me
You were born of  the sea
You belong to me.
for the heck of me
I don't know where this came from.
Like Scrooge said to Marley's ghost
You could be a piece of undigested cheese.
LOL Jude
 Mar 2019 Lot
Alex B
Your mouth
 Mar 2019 Lot
Alex B
Opened in a little ring of pleasure
Lips so soft and innocent, untouched
Body moving with the delights of yourself
And I don’t want to kiss you
So much as I want to worship you
And all I can do
Is wait for sweet sounds to escape you
Involuntary, moans of an angel
It’s the music I needed this morning,
The music I long for always
 Mar 2019 Lot
Ashly Kocher
Say it loud
Say it proud
Do whatever you feel
Say it loud
Say it proud
Let’s go and make a deal
Say it loud
Say it proud
No regrets
No mistakes
Say it loud
Say it proud
It’s all give and take
Say it loud
Say it proud
Let’s all make a change
Say it loud
Say it proud
Let’s band together and exchange
Say it loud
Say it proud
Stand up and say your name
Say it loud
Say it proud
Well all rise to fame
 Mar 2019 Lot
Nook
War Is Boring
 Mar 2019 Lot
Nook
Hours spent waiting
For new names to appear
Hours spent looking
At my ever growing list

Sitting in silence

Awaiting the cold metal
To strike warm flesh
Awaiting blood to stain
The lifeless earth

Sitting in chaos

War is boring
For most are ready
To leave this hellhole
In one way or another

Sitting in darkness

I am sought after
As reprieve
from this suffering
As means to go
from one hell to another

For I am death
War, specifically a battle in a war from the perspective of death
 Mar 2019 Lot
ketashia
sometimes I feel
as if the fountain of ideas
has run dry
like every poem, movie, book, song
is in one way or another
the same as another one
is it possible?
have we reached our peak?
will there ever be anything new?
fresh?
even this poem I am writing now
is it just recycled material?
 Mar 2019 Lot
free spirit
Sleep
 Mar 2019 Lot
free spirit
Plastic kills the sea
The tides and animals die
Gently the earth sleeps
 Mar 2019 Lot
Elle
Suicide Art
 Mar 2019 Lot
Elle
I seek nothing,
But security
Yet all that I'm bearing,
Was pure cruelty.
Deceived by you,
I was torn,
Light shine through,
A tragedy was born.
All hail to the one,
Tear me, break me apart,
All hail to the one,
Make me a suicide art.
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