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Corrinne Shadow May 2021
I lost my daydreams for a while.
The bounce, the charm, the myrth, the smile.
All locked within the sleeping child
That I buried deep in the wild.

And yet, my fantasies resumed.
The undecayed body exhumed.
My girlhood rose from her repose,
The bright side of life to expose.
Perhaps, upon reflection, I may be getting a little better?
Michelle Quick Nov 2010
Loving and loyal my own paradise on earth
So full of fun laughter and myrth
I love you completely who are they to judge
I found true love and they sit there with grudge
Your arms are my sanctuary
Your heart beats through mine
I feel so complete when are bodies combine
My gentle giant so strong and so bold
Who's love does consume me from his heart of gold
Without you I'm nothing but pure misery
You released me from sorrow only you held the key
Jake you complete me so here what I say
I will love you completely till my dying day
Michelle Quick copyright 2010
topaz oreilly Jan 2014
A tarnished trumpeter never redeems
future joy's subtllety
the limelight challenge casts yesterdays myrth,
as an an old man cries
for the lost passages of his never written diary,
as the ceiling of his dreams unrepaired
quivers by  dusks lament
Pepper Dove Apr 2017
The clock read 6:50
on a dull
rainy evening
Soothing saxophones
serenaded my eardrums
While smoky swirls
of Myrth
filled my nose
when he
decided to set sail
to Sick Bay
Organs
clenched tightly
to one another
making it easy
to forget
how to breathe
to breathe
to
breathe
Creeping
from his pores
the creature
of panic
came out
to play
disguised
as tiny droplets
trickling from his brow
inhale
slow and steady
now
exhale
just
breathe.

— The End —