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js Jun 2015
I speak
in black and
white —

I think
in color.
Cné Jun 2017
Eyes..."the windows of the soul"
revealing all i am and are...
Layers of emotions
that show every battle scar.

With a phrase or harsh action
they may show such grief and pain.
Some often ignore the signs...
and just attack again.

They speak to you, succinctly
and can be an open book
If you would only take the time
to take a deeper look.

They soften when they fall in love
and sharpen to a lie
And tighten when duress is near
and narrow when they spy.

They widen when the wonders
of the world come into sight.
Then close when darkness falls
and just embrace the night.

They flinch when they are startled
and they smile when joy is near.
And lubricate themselves with tears
when losing someone dear.

If you should pay attention
to the billboard of the eyes.
They often tell the truth
and seldom falsely advertise.
Ilion gray Aug 2014
I watched the night collapse
and crush the atmosphere
the light came
pouring down into the earth
Igniting wildfires

people cursed ***
In screams and flames
The hands that held
The earth weary, sweaty and
Shaking
The  dragon
Remains untamed
The children are
***** and angry
With a sickness          
That cannot be named
jane taylor May 2016
silenced by the world

i may never speak again

oh but i will sing

©2016janetaylor
a senryu poem
Qweyku Aug 25
drenched in a sea of waveforms,
dancing on the ebb of a digital ocean
its crests crowned with sound

pitched upon amplitude tides      
their volume compressed;
reverberating through glass speakers
mere dots in the sands

i hear cadence...
within the music of your speech
how can it be such a many word
written, but forgotten,
indelibly on your beach?

if we could interpret oceans
what stories would its sea speak?
of its corruption?
treasures unreturned
to lost and found?
or of its time to give up the dead,
or of the angels that fell to its ground?


© Qwey.ku
Have I told you of how I love the sea?
A duplicitous temptress.
She'll either drown you or carry you afloat.
meGaThOr Aug 20
Cruel does not speak,
speak those who felt cruelty "
Cruel are not alive
those who felt cruelty are dead

Why not follow Cain?
seen the land of Cain is the leak
terrified on earth
breathe Oxygen 'til it bit,

Cruel and born cruel gods speak,
Were  shadows running for weak?
Gosts spies earth all week,
Those strength was weird,

Wow, now I'm better be a Dragon.
on my metallic griffin
I'm better  Cruel be in my fly angels,
As gods I am perfect I am cruel,
Bison May 2016
Speak grace into the canvas of my silent heart
Words of love and musical laughter part from your gold velvet lips
Strength enough to carry away pain and suffering from my weary eyes
Speak grace into the canvas of my silent heart

Dance like fire wild in the ink drop watercolor night
Passion stained cheeks glow from beneath lovers eyes
Sparks soar higher than the thunder head eagles play
Dance like fire wild in the ink drop watercolor night

Breath soft as the world settles slow and rise with the lazy star heat
Forget the troubles of days behind and look for warmth in my furnace chest
Delicate sighs of whispered vows tremble about the air
Breath soft as the world settles slow and rise with the lazy star heat

Speak grace into the canvas of my silent heart
Words of love and musical laughter part from your gold velvet lips
Strength enough to carry away pain and suffering from my weary eyes
Speak grace into the canvas of my silent heart
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