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 Jul 2019 Joyce
atticus wilson
They sit in my eyes
Blurring my vision
But they never fall
They never turn into sparkles in the wind
They just sit there
While I wish I could cry
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Deborah T Johnson
I need a lover, a mirror, a reflector
to see me truly.
I need you.

I need an army, a battalion, a fortress
to fight my battles.
I need you.

I need the world to lay quiet for a day,
For an hour,
Til I find you.

I need life to chose sides, and always
Pick me
First, above all.

I need you
Lover, friend to always be there,
Reside with me, bid with me, side with me
Always.
I need you.

Who would that be,
You must know by now.
The you of this world
Has got to be me.
                      -Nov, 1989
Collecting my favorites
 Jul 2019 Joyce
c
windows
 Jul 2019 Joyce
c
If we could see
What windows can see
As they gaze out into the night,
Would we stand there amazed?
Perplexed and quite dazed?
Or simply be filled with a fright?

The windows reflect us,
Their glass won't perfect us,
But still we have reason to stare.
Because windows they show you
Yourself like they know you,
And unknown they catch all unaware
-c.
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Hannah Kim
Yesterday I walked into my backyard and thought it looked like paradise
The grass was plush and green, the trees seemed to flourish into a forest, purple vine flowers were blooming into palm sized, lavender starbursts and it was raining just a little. It felt so good to be outside. Does anyone else like the rain?
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Hawa
I want to fall in love and write cute mushy poetry.

Mature my relationship and write sonnets about our lives.

Then break up and write sad songs.

Eventually, realize he wasn't worth it And write angry or semi  relieved one-liners.

Ah! the things we are willing to go through,
to be able to write Poetry.
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Zia
Wings of love
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Zia
I must have grown wings
captured within your arms
because I’m flying even when
my feet are planted next to yours
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Zia
Unwind
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Zia
I was perhaps blind
or maybe too kind
I let on my mind
you and your hind
for time undefined
I now feel confined
so strength I must find
to leave you behind
for my peace of mind
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Zia
Weird Love
 Jul 2019 Joyce
Zia
one was a knife cut through  
two is a dream come true
three will be a pretty hot stew
four - now that’s far too many boo
 Jul 2019 Joyce
atticus wilson
All I want in life
Is for my friends to be successful
I want them to be able to come to me in 20 years
I want them happy, healthy, doing things on their own terms
And that one friend who doesn’t
I want them to be able to say to me one day
“I need help”
Because I don’t care about myself anymore
I only care that the people I love are doing perfect
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