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Having slept, the cat gets up,
yawns, goes out
to make love.
 Oct 2015 Lucy Ryan
Dawn King
it operates like a revolving door
there are no hinges
but it extends from ceiling to floor
it is fashioned out of multiple parts
in various geometrical shapes
each with an intricate pencil etched
message that speak of the ways
to reexamine the perplexity
of what remains behind the walls
of your bedchamber calls that
became trapped in long
recondite walkways and halls
teenage angst
marriage strife
nasty childhood
change of life
stress at work
financial woes
mental illness
on it goes

pour the bottle
pop the pill
find the vein
"cure" your ill
light the pipe
tip the glass
it don't matter
race or class

it may appear
to help you some
but in the end
the devil's won
it don't matter
your job or skills
the smoke's a prison

the bottle KILLS**



soulsurvivor
(C) 10/4/2015
if you have a problem
with drugs or alcohol
or both
the first thing you MUST do
is admit it to yourself

I beat the odds
i'm clean and sober
and while i had
a temporary lapse
a few months ago
i bounced back and
i don't even have cravings

HOW???
see my write
Salvation Story
by soulsurvivor
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/863650/salvation-story/

THANKS!
 Oct 2015 Lucy Ryan
niamh
Written
 Oct 2015 Lucy Ryan
niamh
It was written in the sand
But the sea washed it away.
It was written on the cliffs
But they crumbled day by day.
It was written on the sun
But the clouds did claim the sky.
And then we wrote it in our hearts
So that it will never die.
 Oct 2015 Lucy Ryan
Joe Cole
A cabin
Two small rooms off grid
All I will ever need
No TV or radio
Just a a small dog at my feet
Mollie
A note pad and a bottle of ink
With an old fashioned scratcher pen
,(because so few now know how to write)
But all I need are the sound capped waves
To make me realize what life's about
The usual ramblings of an old man
~~
In the Stars Fair
Sometimes it's falling
Lost in the dark

My love,
Mingles with millions of stars
Same but hundreds of thousands of light in the line

Who are given
What I have found
But all I have taken

Among thee who am I
Even where are you
Or maybe known to me as the North Star

Lost within everyone
Beyond the known path
Apart from the light

Footprints fade out in the same path
Still spots on the shadows
Even yet it's called the galaxy
~~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
 Oct 2015 Lucy Ryan
AM
Kiss
 Oct 2015 Lucy Ryan
AM
when you kissed me,
something spread out and fall
something beautiful, calm
sweet and sour tastes like lime
yet creates a hurricane
a quite rough turbulence
inside me, inside my heart
at the same time
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