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 Dec 2022 Doshi
Qualyxian Quest
The despair returns at night
So I sleep perchance to dream
I wake - it's still America
Hence the silent scream

Charleston at night
Church was very beautiful
Lit and light and lovely
Slave market not too far

I spend a lot of time alone
Peaceful but also lonely
I live telephonely
And I play for my team

Desafortunadamente
Pero, para la gente
Viva Toledo, Ohio!
La Florida. El Mar.

    Follow that star!
'That was the week that was'
which was
if memory serves
a television programme
years ago
and years ago feels like
five days ago
when it was Monday.

Yeah,
when you feeling like Geronimo
and you're ready to jump
but it's only Wednesday
and there are two more days to go,

but Friday comes
most things do
but you never get used to
that feeling of blue.
 Dec 2022 Doshi
Thomas W Case
She had that
octopus smile,
always reaching for
something.
I was her small
fish; her handmaid.
I lived in her nebulous
world for far too long.
Inky confusion...

There's a reason for
your treason, said the
old man to the shark,
but Hem forgot, a beast
is a beast, they do
beastly things.
We all have to eat.

I'm done being the
meal.
It's your Ocean,
I'm just trying to
swim in it.

You're an oyster,
and I want your
pearl,
but I won't drown
for it.
 Dec 2022 Doshi
L B
Golden
 Dec 2022 Doshi
L B
Golden

Two blocks away
between the houses
the sunset smolders golden
through an oak

Cold creeps behind it
 Dec 2022 Doshi
C Conner
Fall Rain
 Dec 2022 Doshi
C Conner
I want my words
To rain down from the sky
And bring warmth to cold meadows
 Nov 2022 Doshi
V
Healing
 Nov 2022 Doshi
V
If you don't heal what hurt you,

You'll bleed on people who didn't cut you.
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 Nov 2022 Doshi
Qualyxian Quest
All these, all these poems
Because I ain't got you
Vincent's eyes were green
The Baltic Sea is blue

Rounded by a sleep
Forgetting but not forgotten
Staunton aglow in snow
Neil Young's Johnny Rotten

Venice, Verona, Rome
His love for Italy
McCartney in Baltimore
Cell phones. Let it Be.

           Silent Plea
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