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trees lose bark covers
like a brown snake shedding skin
to reveal new coats
The poet crew were getting error notes
As their captain slumbered below deck
No aiding was forthcoming in the wreck
Their many calls unheard by his ear totes
Prays said for the server to be righted
For some while it had been out of kilter
And not one post could go through the filter
Like forever they'd be badly blighted
A rapid fire response oh where was that?
Verse writers invoked this very refrain
Ever their words unseen on the site's log
Forsaken by a skipper sleeping flat
They felt so alone without rescue's wain
Drifting as if mired in a thick fog
Running, running.
Slamming the door behind.
Away, away,
from grief,
the sorrow,
the hate,
the embarrassment,
Away from everything,
locking the door
To hide,
To hide my shallow instincts,
but everything comes back,
Quicker,
faster,
I hear it knocking
at the locked door,
Harder, harder, and harder.
A quick flash of a black world.
A never ending world.
One that i can’t escape.
written by mom..in middle school..recently a poem of hers got published in a museum since it was about her view on the Gulf War..thoughts are much appreciated
some days they will
clutter the page
with a massive catalogue*
of stuff
wading through all of it
is akin to strolling
among an endless ball
of fluff

to-day one couldn't go
venturing around
in the submission's
log-jam
looking for that hidden
piece lodged under
the fully booked
metropolitan tram

tomorrow there will be
more and more
contributions on the listing's
file
it's a sure bet that
the sifting and sorting is going to
take quite a long
*while
Children and parents
all caught in sorrow
Angery siblings
forgetting tomorrow
But thru mom's faith
and loving design
All together
as we now find
The true colors of fate
darkening this day
And the lack of love
fake as we pray
But love won out
as we cried in hand
My father and i
together we stand
A sister and me
a warm, kind touch
she shared it with me
changing so much
dropping a wall
remembering our mom
crying all day
and reading from psalm
so it could be right
that mom is now
giving us a chance
to heal somehow
The powers that be
maybe foriegn to me
maybe mom had it rite
with this honesty
thank you mom
for lighting my way
and bringing me here
on your final day
i love you always
inspite of the pain
the hurt we had
was all in vien
What you were
a kind loving wife
A mother to give
for the rest of your life
For these two
the rewards were great
A beautiful life
gifting me this trait
My mother and father
reaching lifes end
entering heaven
to do it all again
I wrote this after attending my mothers funeral on Jan 6, 2017
Could I touch you deeper
With words that have
No end
Everybody has a hungry heart
There’s no shame
In needing friends
It’s true, it’s true
We all have needs
Where else would
All these words lead
Transparent are our pleas
Please, please come read me
Take me away across the sea
There’s no shame
In being lonely
Traveler Tim
Hands sweaty
Heart racing
Hope has run away
Fear crippling
Lungs gasping
Anxiety’s here to stay

Head spinning
Stomach swimming
Rational thinking dead
Need a drink
Need a pill
Need to leave my head

Chest tight
Too scared to fight
Breathing not a choice
Vision blurred
Mind impaired
Can not find my voice
I breathe and choke
with the coal that burns my lungs.
I smile as ashes cover my face and limbs
Entering my mouth.
As I taste the bitter flavor of coal and dirt
My life is slowly  flowing out of myself.
Yet the fire,
It's so tempting.
I'm running to the fire,
Touching it, feeling it,
Tasting it.
Dying to feel the fire
WE ARE
all walking gifts for humanity.
Moving as poetry in motion.
As a creative art form worthy of any museum.

WE ARE
all filled to brim
with blessings and visions
that bring dreams into reality.

WE ARE
an orchestration of the precious heart song
that beats day and night
and is as sacred as birds song.

WE ARE,
all divine being in human form
masterpieces even if our words are non.

WE ARE,
capable of getting through all hurricanes
life brings because
our essence is love.

Live The WE ARE, and be the change you want.
Inspired by Hanshuda-- a gift Thanks
#we
I shall take compass of heart
and brave the mountain peak celebrating life.

Letting roots go deep into Gia’s sacred soil.
Allowing breath in moment to merge with light.

I shall let the mountainous highway be roadmap
to harmony as I climb upward with grace.

Letting dreams surface with every step.
Allowing forces of love to anchor
as I move
into expansive hallways with love.
Inspired by m e l i s s a ॐ poem ascending. Thank you.
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