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 Dec 2017 Deana M
Graff1980
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 Dec 2017 Deana M
Graff1980
There is a
feverish swell
of warm pain
suffused with
lots of mucus.

I grab a book
of poems
and read this
verbal twist,
longing for those
words
to break the thick mist.

But the poetry
does not relieve me.
I am so sleepy.
My nose is dripping.
My throat is scratching,
and I am not catching
any sleep.

I fumble for
any thoughts that
came before
this nasally
flemmy storm.

The words will not come.
My mind fog
becomes a hot
brick wall
that blocks
all deep thoughts.

I can only cough
then shift
and hope
this ****
finally passes
after a full day’s slumber.
 Dec 2017 Deana M
Tammy M Darby
I laid the first curse
While eating wild Lotus seeds
Encased in revenge
To enthrone the power of greed

The second curse wildly spoken went straight through the heart
For the acts committed by one who crave riches
Were very arranged, cruel and dark

The third curse would spew the truth of humiliation
Unexpected violence the teacher
Blows tethered to ego degradation

The fourth curse and most deadly
I flayed the soul alive
With immense satisfaction took one last look
Into cold blue staring eyes

So what was sowed was reaped
Wealth, prominence and land
But death refuses to accept this as payment
And you must bow to his demands

All Rights Reserved @ Tammy M. Darby Nov. 9, 2017.
 Dec 2017 Deana M
Imran Islam
You won't always feel as deeply as me
It's the unexpected hardship of my life
You won't always love as deeply as me
It's the great disappointment of my life.

I always care about you, sweetheart
but you treat me like I'm your enemy
I always miss you when you are apart
Though you don't think of my company.

People know you love me very much
You hate me, even my shadow
I still believe you miss my loving touch
Will you open your hidden window?

If my love is true, you will come back
You'll be embarrassed by your behavior
I promise I will make you my spark
Sweetie, I will be here with you forever.
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