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 Aug 2016 Urban
Joel M Frye
Comes a time
when the mathematics
of the years
becomes more about
- than +,
÷ rather than x.

When wisdom gained
< vitality lost,
and dis-ease > health.

A good night's sleep
and some energy ≈
happiness.

Living is
tangential
to survival,
and not
necessarily
congruent.
I realize I've lost most casual readers with this one.  Today, I don't care.
 Apr 2016 Urban
Happynessa
You hold in your hands
The colour of your day
 Mar 2016 Urban
Pamela Penta
Shadows falling
in the night
Trying to find
what is right
Searching, flailing,
falling, fight
Finding the way,
without flight
Standing still,
do not run
Await the magic,
the setting sun
Will try to guide
your soul to fun
Not the way
of the knife or gun
Let go of anger
Pain and woes
Let go of fighting
Against your foes
Open soul
to love and light
Lay down the gun,
give up the fight
Leave things alone
that hurt your soul
Don’t look back
When you let go
Onward, upward
Pushing on
Finally becoming
No longer withdrawn
Opening up
To the world
Letting your heart
And love unfurl
Treasure each moment
Of life given you
Never give up
Love will shine through.

March 23, 2016
All these half thought thoughts
My mind like the sun: the clouds,
*my uncharted sky
A beautiful day yesterday inspired this piece. When you put your hand over the horizon and see only the sun and clouds on the pale blue sky, one can truly be taken away into a daydream.
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