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Emma Jul 2016
Hi
To whomever's eyes now trace these words
They were made for you and you only
I am reaching through time to touch you
Isn't that so cool?
Emma Jul 2016
Who is out there in the dark?**
A small child peers in from the yellow
The train chatter ceases now

Their station is a world apart

Overflowing and transparent
The muted water in my ears
Like a suffocating viscous fog

Something is in here with me

The people are not real
The ghosts who haunt the streets
To hide from the dark

Afraid to know they're dead

But the boy out there, he sees me
He can see and feel the dark too
And I am so very scared

Of those dark inhuman eyes
Emma Jul 2016
The dark rain will fall
Again, but nevertheless
The rainbow follows
  Jul 2016 Emma
xmxrgxncy
You ask me not to wait for you

I've been waiting my entire life.

Mama says I'm too direct, that I say things too quickly. But what does it matter?

Maybe my entire life, all of these nineteen years, wasted in the poppies beyond the tall, tall fence...

Maybe, just maybe, I've been waiting, and I didn't even know. Maybe I was waiting- am still waiting- for you.
  Jul 2016 Emma
Jeff Stier
Life is loss
nothing more
nothing less

It strips you of
that phantom
the well-tended self

sells your memories
on the street
for pennies

leaves your old worn shoes
in the entryway
as a warning

as if to say
those sad shoes will go no further
than the funerary urn

So I choose to mock loss
to dance in damaged shoes
and with each extravagant gesture
to shout out

Let there be wine
food and song

Let there be no grief
upon my demise
only mirth

Only dancing
music and mirth.
This one, I think, is dedicated to the man known here as spysgrandson.
Emma Jul 2016
The waterlilies
Float above graceful Koi fish
White and cherry red
Amongst ripples cast through ponds
Of alternate dimensions

Whilst white sakura
Flow like the wind through long hair
Outside car windows
During the sunniest days
Of an endless rain season

Clouds glide across sky
Like those wet waterlilies
In search of lost time
Yearning for life in the warm
Recesses of all-being
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