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 Jul 2019 Amanda Sheehan
Anya
We were raised by your many hands
To hold and guide us all
No other fool understands
The strife behind our fall
 Jul 2019 Amanda Sheehan
Anya
Not  as powerful as the gods
       As we made them to be
So forget the laws
       And lay by me
Forget the days and lonely bliss
      There are many ways
            To lay a kiss
More ways to love
        Then one alone
No crime above  
For what’s bred in bone
 Jul 2019 Amanda Sheehan
Anya
A gift of violets for my hearth and home
Her love of gold as mine alone
Wherever she walks the sun is near
She speaks with voices few can hear
And it is her I wish to share my days
With silent merriment and arrogant ways
With gardens of youth and loving end
Depart with he of dark  descend
Magnolias bloom beneath his eyes
So happily this silent lover dies
 Jul 2019 Amanda Sheehan
Dawnstar
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 Jul 2019 Amanda Sheehan
Dawnstar
3
you've landed now
sukiyaki soul
after death smile
(3/3) - Dedicated to Kyu Sakamoto and all who perished aboard JAL Flight 123 on August 12, 1985. May you rest in peace.
as the far distance of the skies
the distance from your eyes
then the ground and the stars
the distance from your ears
I send whispers and sparks
and few words for the times
when I used to touch your arms
with that look!, everything charms
here I am calculating the miles
on a woeful stressfull verses
in a camp fire talking to ashes
few words to burn with papers
to fuel my fire with poetry pieces
hear my hurtfull heart weeps
about many shattered dreams
bleeding between the life claws
tell me about her glorious flames
tell me about the hurrican's chase
the world where they hitch rides
tell me about the next goals
remind me about the lost souls
i'm paying the bills for my sins!
but I did not do any wrong things!
gasping breath and washing tears
playing guitar, and the letter sings

Author / Aladdin Aures H.
 Jul 2019 Amanda Sheehan
Jack
Love's light shines through the night;
it washes me clean.

I am born of sunrise; every single ray.
Every living day has lived through me.

My morning; explosively glorious.
My noon; sustaining and vibrant.

It is here...
Here, in my gold-drenched mid afternoon glory,
I see...
I see how wonderfully consuming my sunset will be.

Our rays are eternal...
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