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Dave Robertson Feb 2022
I seem to be a man,
it comes with ups and downs
and sometimes I don’t get my way,

but like an adult,
and broken-heartedly, a woman,
I’ll try to be OK
Timmy Shanti Oct 2021
fly
Let’s act like we fly
Let’s float like we high
Let’s pretend we aight
Tryna light up the night!

All the world's a stage
We ain’t acting strange
For once the real deal
Don’t make a meal

Just chill
finished 21-10-2021
Dave Robertson Oct 2021
A life played on taut strings,
high-pitched and staccato
to breathlessness,
a break-necked tempo
that often feigns chest pains
and the vice hand we 3AM anticipate

Find a way to twist the machine head,
hear the cartoon sound effect
of boinging down
so your strum sounds loose,
slow, forgotten,
truth
Mark Wanless Oct 2021
nothing beats random
tree to halt life momentum
brown leaves on chill ground
SelinaSharday May 2021
Good morning sunlight!
When you get up in the morning
to go out to work to struggle to fight.
To see you is such delight!
No matter what your personal strife.
Your about that earning a living to make a good life.
Your a man.. Of passion love and support.
Your dedication who could abort.
I admire, Your stability the strength and fire.
Keep laboring hard staying on your grind.
Doing what you need to to have peace of mind.
may our lil naughty behaviors be forgiven.
As grace puts us in a better needful state within.
Meaning keeping emotions in check
spirit cleansed to come correct.
Your passion I can't resist and
your way seems so perfect.
A friendship I can't reject!
If your fat or thin, You'd still be adorable and lovable.
So hard to scold.
Just wanta keep you your so superfly ...
Your so handsome I like your style I won't lie.
Creamy brown sensation
you rock my inner nations,
Hey Mister can a Sista..
Just roll wit cha.
From day One I knew.
There was something special about you!
sharday3.. the rosepoet..
hanging out with u, chilling with yah, can i hang tight wit cha.
LC May 2021
even as the chill of past souls
reverberates through my bones,
warning me to watch my back,
I want to join hands with a soul
and stare into its windows,
hear its ring of solid truth,
and feel its warmth on my skin.
#escapril day 30!
Brendann Apr 2021
The creaking boards, leading to the endless fog

The smell of salt

The crack of the waves, seem like a distant memory

The only noise comes from the boards and the birds

The smoke, white as snow, consumes me as I near the end of the peer



I could only stand and stare
I wrote this in 2019. It was really smokey from the forest fires and I took my motorcycle on a ride to the beach. I walked down the pier, sat down in the smoke, and wrote this. It was so peaceful.
Jennifer DeLong Feb 2021
Frigid cold is seeping into my bones
Several layers thick still
not enough
I wanna just lay in a fire
Let this cold blow over
Let my bones warm
beneath your heat
Calling upon you Sunshine
come out and warm my bones
before they shatter
Need to do away with this
cold
Time for a defrost
and a warming breeze
please before , I shiver
till brittle
and shatter
© Jennifer L DeLong 2/2021
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