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Poets are dots of fire
in unexpected
dark corners.....found

by those seeking answers,
finding dots of wisdom,
and strength,

bits and pieces of
enlightenment
through the thoughts
we share...

we're amongst fireflies,
poets narrating life...
with subtlety
or candidly...




Sally

Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
October 4, 2019
 Oct 2019 Terry Jordan
ymmiJ
lost in swirling eyes
mesmerized by rarity
such beauty for me
 Oct 2019 Terry Jordan
Bob B
As I age I wonder
What else lies in store
For me before I have to
Reach that other shore.
Although life has moments
Blissful and sublime,
It seems as though we all
Live on borrowed time.

We live on borrowed time….
I find each day's a pleasure--
One that I should treasure--
And so I do.
We live on borrowed time….
We deal with life's surprises;
Life means compromises.
That's so true.

We live on borrowed time….
Let's NOT just count the hours;
Let's stop and smell the flowers
Along the path.
We live on borrowed time….
If we cannot feel,
Then we have to deal
With the aftermath.

The future lies ahead,
Full of uncertainty.
Say good-bye to dread.
Loving is the key.

We live on borrowed time….
When my health is good,
I'll do what I should
To make it last.
We live on borrowed time….
I must face my trials
With hopefulness and smiles
Until they've passed.

We live on borrowed time….
Despite my best endeavor,
Nothing lasts forever,
And that's okay.
We live on borrowed time….
In the meantime, I
Will definitely try
To make the best of every day.

-by Bob B ((10-19-19)
unlock the cupboard
lift the latch
something crazy
is about to hatch
inside the cackle
outside the laugh
i'm afraid
there's no turning back

swing it open
creak the hinge
dust the shelves
with lunatic fringe
no further need
for further hints
when sanity
has called it quits

like contact paper
sticks to you
humming to
a ****** tune
stop the press
set the mood
the sound of crazy
in infinite loop

with no room
to swing a cat
in full bloom
crazy as a bat
outside the cackle
inside the laugh
i'm afraid
there's no turning back
 Oct 2019 Terry Jordan
Traveler
Look at this mess
This baggage
Is all I’ve left
My portion
Hard pressed
I have fermented
Nonetheless

Aged and seasoned
Blemishes and lesions
Yet my austerity
She finds
Somehow pleasing
I seek no reason
That would surely
Be treason

She gets drunk
And high
On me oh my
I get low
Fast but slow
We are of one soul
And now you know
Fermented wine
From years ago!
TT
 Oct 2019 Terry Jordan
Gods1son
You never can tell the impact that
A simple act of kindness can cause
It could restore hope to a broken heart.
Think of a stone tossed into a pond
And the ripples that get formed
Just one tiny good deed can create
waves of kindness to spread around
You can create the ripple in your world today
Or if it spreads to you
don't let it end with you
Let it travel as far as you can ...
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