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 Oct 25 Drab
Onyx
"Friends"
 Oct 25 Drab
Onyx
I try to be perfect

Wish to be praised

I offer friendship

Cry when we part ways

I do everything

Strive for attention

Want acceptance

From everyone

So why do I

Sit alone

I offer all my help

So why when I need you

Are you gone

I thought that we

Were

Friends
 Oct 25 Drab
Luca Scarrott
Pressed against you like paper and ink
through the rolls of a printer.
Stories read to children
to help them sleep at night.

The author’s prized creation:
solar systems of endless
chances repeated
with each bursting supernova.

We could have a sky:
habitable or raining diamonds
or the catalysts for life ready to procreate.
Chemical reactions fusing into flames.

We are a fragile anomaly
of lives and worlds colliding.
We are words printed
across this infinite universe.
The conflicting feelings of a relationship (romantic or platonic) being intentionally aligned by a creator and the coexisting feeling that your lives are part of an uncontrollable chemical reaction, and every moment is a game of chance.
 Oct 25 Drab
Luca Scarrott
What makes you wake up in the morning?
Tell me so I can try it
sentence me to a life of living
please, in desperation I plead,
I’ll give you the lead so you can solve
the study of staying alive

be my witness
see me wake up in the morning
continuously

my sentence ends when
I’ve tried each of these reasons
there’s enough to last a lifetime
these reasons become a lifeline

the case of staying alive:
the next best love story ever told
me and the reasons
me and the seasons
me and the unread novel on the shelf
of the public library on the street
that I have yet to live on with
friends I have yet to meet
and a garden I am yet to plant bulbs in
that grow life with
and if
these reasons are ongoing and growing
what’s not to say that these reasons
are ever going to leave me
witness me complete my sentence
of living alive —
here are some of my reasons to wake up in the morning:
- you get to see the seasons change and each one is never the same, some winters have snow and sometimes you must wait another year for snow to come around. Isn't it exciting when you get to build a snowman?
- writing. I keep a journal like my life depends on it and getting to write every single day is a blessing.
- art, poetry, literature, films! To quote Dead Poets Society: 'these are what we stay alive for'
- dinner is my favorite meal, I wake up every morning just so I can enjoy the blissfulness of a warm evening meal (lasagna is my fav).
 Oct 25 Drab
CJ Sutherland
Man Flaunts eye candy

Lavish garnish trophy wife

Pretty thing young prize




Senryu
A type of Haiku

Where, as a Haiku
focuses on nature

Senryu is concerned
with human nature
and it’s foibles  

The layout is the same
3 lines 17 syllables
5-7-5 each line

  


Inspired song
P.Y.T (Pretty Young Thing) 1983
By Michael Jackson
BLT Webster’s Word of the Day
garnish
To add a decorative touch10-24-23o

In the 1980s this was a very real thing for me. I was engaged to a VP of a film company who dealt in foreign distribution he was the money man. The one who got the budget for a movie.as I got to know him I realize that I was just his little trophy we have been together a little over a year. I think he was impressed with the fact that I saw him as a man not a star or something more. I was never one of those fans who went after the stars..
Although I learned a lot about writing screenplays, reading Scripps and the business
All of the lavish parties
All that glitters is not gold.
I remember a young Tom Hanks The movie bachelor party He was an unknown then.
always a party at the end of the day, basically when you watch the dailies
of what was shot that day.
I knew what everybody’s salary on that  film.
. It was part of the budget . Its star gets paid based on their rating. For example, if you’re a blockbuster, you have an A rating .
This was a low budget movie.
This guy came up and said
if I sleep with him, he’ll make me a star
I laughed. He was barely more than an extra.
I said you be nice to me I might be your
boss one day. Then I walked away.
That’s when I realized I was not going to be anybody’s arm candy.
I gave;back his ring and kissed him. Goodbye. I met him years later he still wanted to continue a relationship I had moved on, but we were friends.
The road to the middle is full of good intention
I've had enough living.
All taking and giving
the promises broken
forgiven never spoken.
Tally wacker won't work.
There's no more circle ****.
Our tears are all the same.
Stay warm in dead flame.
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