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 Nov 2015 andrea
Eliot York
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 Nov 2015 andrea
Eliot York
The meaning of leaves in
a refreshing cool wind
He chose to live
for friendship
Not for that
other thing
Refreshing cool wind on a cross and died. He chose to live for friendship, live for survival, not for that thing any more. This is the meaning of it clung to her old leaves new myriads? Of lingering leaves
[coco, 11 nov 2011]
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
When you have
everything you want,

Will you want
everything you have?
..
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
still?
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
it's all been said
and all been done
but
somehow
strength and silence
still

elude us.
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
hmmm.
worked like a charm.
but charms have never worked now, have they?
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
Mistery
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
you've caught my eye
but can you hold
my ponderings?
Wondering if you're everything I wonder you to be...
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
"."."."
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
Here are my doubts.
Here are my certainties.
Correct them both.
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
That's it -
 Nov 2015 andrea
echo
I'm gonna live forever
Or die trying.
 Sep 2015 andrea
L
Bow
 Sep 2015 andrea
L
Bow
The violin sings its tale of woe
Back and forth, the horse hairs vocalize
Power undulating with each flair
Shrieking, wailing, *weeping
And part from the stage

**
Leigh
 Aug 2015 andrea
Poetic Thoughts
He used ink that bled from his wounds to write poems about her.
#blood #shortpoem #13wordpoem
 Aug 2015 andrea
SLK
Waves
 Aug 2015 andrea
SLK
it closes in
the waves are crashing into my lungs
the salt scratches my throat
the water pulls my limbs downward in each direction
and I am not strong enough to keep the pressure from crushing my ribs

awoken with a gasp, I fumble around my bed.
missing you comes in waves of dark blue and subtle motions
most of these past few years I've been keeping myself afloat
in the middle of a scorching hot ocean
bumping over currants
and everything is peaceful; numb
until the next storm

missing you comes in waves
of dark blue and subtle motions
then the water pours again
overwhelming my thoughts

I scream for you
but my voice is muffled
a distant memory of what we created
presses its palm against my mouth
I reach for you
extending my arms towards what seems to be an unatainable surface
but you're not there
and haven't been there for quite sometime
to pull me from the waves of this drowning sea
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