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 Sep 2019 Elle H
kaela
are you depressed?
nope i'm just stressed.
are you sad?
no, why do you ask?

are you okay?
what am i supposed to say,
do i tell them the truth?
or should i hide
behind the lie
and say that "i'm fine"?
 Sep 2019 Elle H
Amanda Kay Burke
Have a happy happy birthday Mark
You are very nice and smart
I hope your life is full of cheer
Not just today-but throughout the year!
To my co-worker
Jax,Lily,Flawless,Marta,Dr.Shweta,Shiv,Neeraj,Dg.
Emeka,Miss,Jule­s,Bridgett,Salim, Joceyn,memoona.
Sampreeta,daud,Stephanie,Grace,No name,Eloisa.
Hijenduanao,Kauthar,Damien,Joye,Marta,Narendra.
Jole­ne, Perry, Freebird,Surbhi,Godawan,Ikimi,tm,
Xaela,try,S Nirmal,Astrea,Erin,Mindless,Lace,HB.
AP,Timur,Kasidee,Caterra,the­ untold,Melancholy.
Melanie,mckenzie, clark,beebz,sherri,bryan,bakunawa.
khaliyah,brianna,Ay2brutus,Ang­el-like,Maxx,Lure ***.
Mike, me zeal, Kim,Kim,Maeiby,Shanath,Marshall,xallan.
Weeping Willow,Mike Hauser,Serena,AnnMarie,DavidLewis.
JenniferJohnson, itgonnamakesense,Mike Essiq,Nancy.
Olivia,Paul,Mark,Phil,PoetressBhumi and Wilyam Pax.
Here some more love you all, I pray that you are blessed.
 Sep 2019 Elle H
Jamison Bell
What is it that you’re thinking? Before you close your eyes.
After you draw the curtains and take off your disguise.
Do you whisper this secret aloud, for only the night to hear?
Does it make you melancholic or fill your heart with cheer?
This dream you hope to conjure just by thinking it to be.
Is it something you’d share, is it something I could see?
I’d like to think these things you think, will one day be true.
That you find a little piece of hope put in place just for you.
 Sep 2019 Elle H
Jamison Bell
Show me your star, the one you look for
When the clouds have parted but for a moment
In which direction do you look
Is it to the west
Should I stand before the setting sun
Does your star dance on the velvet lights to the north
The darkness is familiar enough to me to wait for you there
The southern seas off the coasts of Latin
I could write you poetry in the sand
For now though my beautiful one
Look to the east
Where I can tell the sun where to find you
 Sep 2019 Elle H
Bo Tansky
Down, down, down I went
Like Alice on the rebound
Perchance, said I
Down, down, down I wept
Like Lucy in the sky
NoTime to think about it
NoTime to ask why
Is there even a shred of love
Lost?
A LostLove  alibi
Quite honestly,
I’ve NoTime to cry
And if I’m being quite honest
Which I don’t know if I am
It was quite a rush, but hush
It wasn’t a wabbit I chased
Or a well into which I fell
But a feeling that I have never, ever felt
While tumbling down the back stairs
Out of a dream, it seems
I kept falling
Deeper and deeper  
I fell
Where and then and there
I thought
How unfamiliar
How dreamlike, it was
Then I paused in mid-flight
Waiting for a hammer to strike
We were so alike
Would I find
Would I find myself
On the shelf
Besides
A jar of disembodied hearts
Teetering on the high
Impossible to deny
Up there and then
a talking, out of character story
Perhaps the mad hatter
or simply mad as a hatter
am I
Which of course couldn’t be me, you see
I suppose it could be I?
Could be or not
Maybe my lie is a lie.
How much deeper could I fall
Where and then and there
Would I
How to know you know
How much deeper
Did the NotWell
go?

Go, go, go
Said I
Before I died.
Not sure my words
Like bad little soldiers
Complied.
Staying true to the moment
In time.
Means NoTime at all.
I may be the sanest person I know.
Yes, I believe that’s
True
Even if it’s a lie
If the shoe fits
I may have found my prince
(At the ball)
And it may not be
You.
After all.
 Sep 2019 Elle H
B D Caissie
M
Monkey
Miming nuisance
Might be banana’s
Making weapons from poo
Marvellously behaved sitting on hands

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 Sep 2019 Elle H
Faizel Farzee
Early morning icicles hitching a ride on a chilled wind
                                  ....so cold

My thoughts tread-milling to the memory of a  faded history of continued decay and chaos
                                  ......so old

My cards stacked with life's hate, i heard it whisper, it despises me
                                     .....I fold

These words spinning in my head, luminescent colors cloaks the fiber of it's being, unaware of it's true power
                                     ....so bold


As we exchange the words of wisdom with our tongues entwined as one, selling my soul to you willingly
                                 ..........i'm sold

advise of old wisdom, told by the ageing pillars of all our
communities, conveyed the colorful lives lived
                                   .......i'm  told

i scribble and tear these pages, words screaming for me to release them from the cages within my mind, seeping onto these pages,
line by line
                                   ......it unfolds
this is how the artist gets to where he needs to be, word by word. Line by line
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