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life it is a journey that dosent have an end
a long and winding road with a curve on every bend
a journey we must travel a journey we must take
a road that has decisions  ones that we must make

we must travel forward each and everyday
the paths we have to take are there along the way
it is a rocky climb life has made it so
where our journey ends we never really know
 Nov 2021 Zoe Mae
Oceara Miedema
I want more.
I want to show you more.
I want to see more.
I want more.
I want to feel you more.
I want to feel more good.

I want less.
I want to talk less.
I want to talk with you less.
I want less.
I want to think less.
I want to feel less darkness.
10-11-21
 Nov 2021 Zoe Mae
Thomas W Case
To sleep the sleep of
an artist is
the best sleep ever.
All the foes lie vanquished,
and I paint words with
their blood.
All the letters spent on
the paper in
ejaculatory fashion,
like ***** to the egg.
There is no fodder from
dreams to be marshaled,
just the birth of my
creation,
when I
awake.
 Nov 2021 Zoe Mae
Black Petal
Stay, luminous moon.
Orbit my heart forever.
Shine through its deep cracks.
 Nov 2021 Zoe Mae
Black Petal
The world was frantic.
Nature, the only escape.
You and I skipped stones.
 Nov 2021 Zoe Mae
Thomas W Case
I'm an athlete.
I can throw and catch,
and run in the sun-
all shiny and bright.
And you just sleep, sleep, sleep.

Look at me, mama.
I'm a writer.
I do poetry and stories,
all pretty and pink,
and all you do is,
sleep, sleep, sleep.

Look at me, mama.
I can dance.
I'm lonely,
I'll move to France,
meet a woman, and get married.
Look at the ants crawl through
the spilled red juice on
the grass, nature everywhere,
as you sleep, sleep, sleep. 

Look mama,
Look at me, mama!
I have children now,
all good and wise,
you're a grandma.
Why don't you wake up?

Please look at me, mama.
Open your eyes.
I'm lonely and afraid.
I'm old now, and cold,
and you still,
just
sleep, sleep, sleep...
This came to me in a dream.
 Nov 2021 Zoe Mae
Maddy
Yellow Girl
 Nov 2021 Zoe Mae
Maddy
How could anything be more beautiful?
In a parking lot in California
What made me stop eating lunch to capture you?
Guess I need to remember
We must stop and smell all the flowers in the world's garden not just the roses
At this moment there is nothing more beautiful than the yellow of you set in green
I will always remember the Yellow Girl flower in Redondo Beach California especially after I change the lense of my camera

C@rainbowchaser2021
Dedicated to all of my nieces Loni, Dina, Cara, Carolyn, and Lola.
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