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 Oct 2024 Jill
CJ Sutherland
lethargic Society
Lacks propriety
Depression anxiety
Seek psychiatry
A slave to debt conformity     
         
Life is spicy dicey Everyday
Lackadaisical to dismay
Oblivious ,lips move, nothing to say
Impervious layer of, Blinded by hate
Living in an Altar’d state
Overcoming obstacles  my fate

Climb up and over the mountaintop
Hold on for dear life don’t fall, don’t stop
Be The little train Engine that could
FOR YOU not because you should
Getting up, after the fall reveals it all

Mother       
Used to say
If
  Everybody
                 Jumped
                           Off
                               A
                                 Cliff
                                      Would
               ­                                 You
                            ­                        ?


Inspired songs
1) Landslide by Fleetwood Mac, 1975
2) Climb Ev’ry Mountain
Sound Of Music
Written by Rogers and Hammerstein
 Oct 2024 Jill
Angharad
Wind your web
as the spider hiding from autumn spins a home in the dark,
hidden corners of my room
comforted by the shadows that already collect there

Weave your words
as the strands that lay untied,
knot themselves together,
pulling tight the space between us
with a hope that we will become entangled

Wound your victim
as feelings fall like flies,
a long time dead and almost forgotten
caught amongst fatal kisses,
feeding your thirst,
drinking your poison
 Oct 2024 Jill
Barbara R Maxwell
Golden threads tie us together
No matter what the distance
No matter the amount of time
They bind us as one

Golden threads tie us together
No matter the language
No matter the culture
No matter the place
They bind us as one

Golden threads tie us together
They reach across the universe
Never ending
They last forever
Never breaking
They bind us as one
Always
 Oct 2024 Jill
guy scutellaro
the pram gliding across the lake

water lilies in bloom

summer
 Oct 2024 Jill
Jimmy silker
The boy stood on the burning deck
He'd never seen the like
His vintage radio refused to work
Because of melted Bakelite.
 Oct 2024 Jill
Sia Harms
An insomniac at heart, are you
Trying to sleep even while you
Are awake? Walking in the day,
Night terrors plaguing your face,
There was nothing I could do
To wake you up from your
Perceived reality.
 Oct 2024 Jill
BipolarBear
Every artist needs a muse.
For emotion
can neither be created nor destroyed.

It must be felt and expressed.
Each piece of art,
a replication
spurred by deep appreciation.

You my love,
could birth a city
of singers and musicians;
ballerinas and bakers;
painters, poets and pastry chefs.
 Oct 2024 Jill
BipolarBear
Dork
 Oct 2024 Jill
BipolarBear
You are a dork
my love.
An unfortunate diagnosis.

For now
I am in love.
That dorkiness, my prognosis.
My muse is a dork
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