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 Apr 2019 MJL
Erian Rose
Ever After
 Apr 2019 MJL
Erian Rose
A lost glass slipper
Shouldn't mean a broken heart
A locked door
Upon the highest peaks of a castle
Shouldn't mean locking yourself away
The bullseye shone brightly of an arrow
Shouldn't lead to running away
It's the ever after that counts
Everything else before
Everything after
Whether you choose your own path
Which always tends to be the case
Just know you're not the only one
Longing for freedom
Cause remember
This is your Happily Ever After
 Apr 2019 MJL
Sandra Ostrander
Rope
 Apr 2019 MJL
Sandra Ostrander
“One potato, two potato,
There potato, four!
Your daddy’s waitin’ there for you
Behind your bedroom door!”

The jump rope slaps the sidewalk,
My ears bleed with every word.
Though the voices didn’t say that,
It’s exactly what I heard.

My small feet pound the pavement
Just as fast as they can go,
For a moment I escape my world,
The only way I know.

Game over now, it’s gettin’ dark,
No longer can I stay.
Don’t wanna make him look for me,
It’s even worse that way.

Maybe he’s not drunk tonight,
Perhaps he’s gone to bed.
Don’t want his stink all over me
I’m wishin’ he was dead.

Mama, she won’t do a thing.
She says it isn’t true.
I know she’s really scared like me,
He beats her black and blue.

One day soon I’ll make him stop,
He’ll get what he deserves.
I’ll shove a knife right through him...
If and when I get the nerve.
This is best read in jump rope cadence.
 Mar 2019 MJL
OV
springish
 Mar 2019 MJL
OV
the trees are budding
and everyone is sneezing
but I breath easy
i put my phone down and made this observation around me. very happy winter is gone.
 Mar 2019 MJL
Sandra Ostrander
Where have all my yesterdays gone?
The seasons have passed; the years, how they've flown.
But where's that child who once was me?
And what of the girl I used to be?

She's out there somewhere still, I know,
I feel her when the spring winds blow.
I hear her sing some distant tune
Played just beyond the evening star, behind a crescent moon.

Oh, to return to that sweet place...
To play again in that same space.
To find the friends I used to know,
To tell them how I loved them so.

But that was then, and this is now.
I'll get there in my dreams somehow.
Perhaps they all will be there soon,
Yes, just beyond the evening star... behind a crescent moon.
 Mar 2019 MJL
Kate Copeland
She dresses
heedfully walks
into town the pubs
hesitantly looks
the groups, couples
but hopefully seeks
that one single
male, female doesn't matter
with a book or just staring
listening taking live in
that she doesn't feel alone
whilst ordering seating herself
that she joins from a distance
Like she always does in town
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