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 Nov 2012 Wesley Teel
oh me oh my
I fell for you,

yearned for you,

trusted you.

Hell, I think I might've even loved you.


But you let me fall,

and believe me, I miss your calls,

but I think I might miss you, too.

Atleast I think I do?

Or maybe, hopefully, it's just the idea of you?

Yeah, I think that's what made me love you,

us.



But, I think, maybe, just maybe,

I still love you.
 Nov 2012 Wesley Teel
Emma
That's what I would paint you as.
Bold and bright red.
I think that's why you like them:
not because of the taste, but because they're the closest nature comes to telling your color
And I know you've got a thing or two against nature.

If I were Deaf I think it would be easier to look you and everyone else in the eyes.
I'd sign that I love you. And I'd sign a joke.
I'd say I'm proud of you,
and that you can do better.

I think you want to be that bright-red
confident
desirable
intense,
intimidating

want to be de
                       vo
                           ured

and secretly you dwell on that bitter-inside-of-your-seeds
that crunch, you imagine people might tire of returning to you

I just wish you knew that nobody doesn't eat pomegranates because of the seeds,
it's because they have to spend forever peeling away the outside just to get into the wonderful insides of it; they have to cut into that beautiful exterior hoping that the inside will be just as bright
and let's just say more people go for the red apple

I'd like to one day call you an apple
It has no secrets
and it is just as beautiful
a boy I made up in my head
kiss me when my eyes are red
crying in and out of bed
stitch my veins with velvet thread
loves me even though i’m dead
 Nov 2012 Wesley Teel
BC Durden
Winter is falling
on a love so cold
Snow flakes are dancing
while a life grows old

I look to the east
and see a setting sun
my hands are shaking
on the trigger of a loaded gun
my eyes are teary
as I look to the end
But the sky will never be
The same shade of blue again
I love science fiction,
I think it's harmless fun,
Just don't take it seriously,
There's simply no harm done.

I love watching star wars,
It may sound a little sad,
I love Doctor who as well,
I watched it with my Dad.

I like classic star trek,
My favourites are Kirk and Spock,
To boldly go where no man's gone,
The monsters always gave a shock.

They say it's all for children,
How wrong can they really be,
They say that I should get a life,
But it's done no harm to me.

(C) Andrew Dexter. 2012.
 Nov 2012 Wesley Teel
Jacquie
I feel safest in your arms.
Constantly finding comfort,
From the race of your heart.
Heat radiates from your skin.
You're my personal sun.
Your grasp around my body
Is a reassurance,
You're never letting go.
Your arms are like a life jacket
In this treacherous sea we call "life".
Being close to you,
My worries wash away.
In stead of my past,
It's Our future.
Then all of the sudden,
I knew..
This is where i want to be for the rest of my life..
With You.
 Nov 2012 Wesley Teel
John Donne
Stay, O sweet and do not rise!
The light that shines comes from thine eyes;
The day breaks not: it is my heart,
  Because that you and I must part.
      Stay! or else my joys will die
      And perish in their infancy.
 Nov 2012 Wesley Teel
Emma Brown
Are you afraid of the dark?
Do you stray from the night?
Are you safe in the glow of a candle’s light?

And do you hold a friend’s hand,
When you pass through the eve,
While imagining evils youth often perceive?

It’s a little bit funny,
And a little bit sad,
But the darkness, you see, really isn’t that bad,

It’s misunderstood,
Hated and feared,
Distrusted and dreaded since the monsters appeared,

They may own it now,
But they didn’t before,
The day was once host to the evils of lore,

But we still fear the things,
That we don’t see or know,
And in the cover of daytime, the evils don’t show,

So we fear the things,
That go bump in the dark,
But the daytime, you see, is no walk in the park,

Those monsters exist,
All around you, I fear,
And because you can’t see them doesn’t mean they aren’t here,

They walk all around you,
In a humanlike guise,
And possess the trusted, the loved and the wise,

Monsters walk in the daylight,
They’re all over the place,
Behind the eyes of a stranger or a familiar face,

But when the sun goes down,
Their masks pull away,
And the monsters emerge from the humans of day,

So you see, night is scary,
But the light is a curse,
So I ask you, please answer:

*Which one is worse?
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