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 Jun 2023 Tracey
Carlo C Gomez
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In the mist of late night solitude,
                 from a mislaid plateau,
                 with a suitcase full of sparks

She observes constellations
        reflected as little needy eyes,
                        peering down at her

They could be midnight directives,
       postcards from distant nebula
                            suspended in gaffa

       "Ne t'enfuis pas..." She exhales

Still she wonders:

        will her children grow to love
          their perfect machines more
                                    than they love
                  their imperfect mother?

~
"Ne t'enfuis pas" is a French phrase which means "don't run away"
 Jun 2023 Tracey
Heavy Hearted
If
 Jun 2023 Tracey
Heavy Hearted
If
If you were the sun I'd bask in your light and if you were the stars, I'd see them tonight.  If you were the rain I'd be driffted to sleep, in the same room from the memories only we keep. I'd be engulfed in your sound, listening id forget,
The pain, my reality and every regret
 Jun 2023 Tracey
Rai
Above me
 Jun 2023 Tracey
Rai
A billion stars lay twinkling above me in the dark void of the night.

I searched for eternity
There are no answers here
 Jun 2023 Tracey
Rai
Brok en
 Jun 2023 Tracey
Rai
An outstretched hand
And all I felt was cold inside…

Too many yesterdays
Leaves all my tomorrows just a day away …

Sunshine warms my skin
But my heart is so cold
It doesn’t trust
The padlock is too large
And the key is lost …

Love that is blind causes unspoken pain
Love that is soft
Becomes like rain
Love that is broken
Thats it!
It’s broken
just broken
There’s no more here to say …
 Jun 2023 Tracey
Rai
Moment
 Jun 2023 Tracey
Rai
Just for a moment
I could breathe.
For a moment
I thought I had it all.
That moment taught me that anything is possible.
But also that everything is always changing
Morphing
Renewing
Everything is temporary.
Even love …

 May 2023 Tracey
Joel M Frye
the amount of light
expressed equals how much of
our dark we explore
Grazie, Denah.
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