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 May 2017 Winn
Mike Hauser
You look at me, I look at you
Seeing very different views
Grasping tight, not to let loose
On what we both feel is the truth

With our eyes open wide
Opposites on either side
In our lives we wonder why
Differences as day and night

We fuss and cuss in our disgust
Throwing hands in giving up
I wonder what is wrong with us
And where went our brotherly love

In values face we generate
What has become so much hate
We need to learn how to relate
Bring passion back into play

One of us has misconstrued
In this dilemma of our views
You thinking me, I'm thinking you
Who has lost that bit of truth

In this our two different views
 May 2017 Winn
Traveler
SOUL SEEKER
 May 2017 Winn
Traveler
They ascended
Left me
Earth bound
The world
Ended
Yet
I'm still
Around

Flesh
Eating
Monsters
Hunt
Where
I sleep
Still I own
This
Soul
That
You
Seek
...
Traveler Tim
Life is awesome
In any state of mind.
 May 2017 Winn
欣快
We're in the sun and I'm moving from your mouth
to your jeans, we're watching the stars and we're moving
We're going down the green boulevard and we're cruising
you speak Romanian, I speak you, we're going to far
and moving to the beat as one and the wind blows the hair
in my face and I got news for you, I can see you just clearly
as I could before, carefully, barely hanging on and catching movies

I can't keep away from your kiss, back and forth want to feel
the rest of you and all of you can't wait to catch you all alone
we're in the sun and I'm moving from your mouth
to the hole in your heart, tell me how you feel and who you are
you speak barely, your rhythmic breaths tell me all I need to know
waste the day and spend all the time in your pockets, all alone
floating around your head and hanging midair in your palms like
a red balloon
 Apr 2017 Winn
Elizabeth Squires
to-day our region
was bathed in autumn sunshine
perfect blue skies presided
as a view so divine

the countryside wore
a most fetching gleam
lustre did reflect on
the river's narrow stream

our bush landscape
exhibiting her very best
the gold and azure tones
so beautiful of request

the New England's district
gorgeous of home-yard
she surely sparkled
like a picture postcard
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