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 Aug 2020 Mark S
Mrs Timetable
I want to get away
Get away to that place
That place with the balcony, the umbrella
And the cold sand

What if  I can’t
What if I can’t escape
Escape to that space
That place in another land

Would you please just
Just give me that touch
The escaping sensation  
Of your healing hands
Your writing hand needs a vacation anyways
 Aug 2020 Mark S
hellopoet
acrostic
 Aug 2020 Mark S
hellopoet
Lightly upon each cheek
Alternating pleasantry
Undulating symmetry
Reeks of season’s revelries
Every neurone, every pore
Never fading, never more
Reminiscing Uncle Lauren Neri, who disappeared without a trace before I was born; a couple of unconfirmed sightings and upwards of 50 years later.
 Aug 2020 Mark S
Veritia Venandi
When the sun disappeared behind the darkest veil of clouds...

The light within her still shone to give her way!
Thanks for reading this! :)
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