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 Feb 2020 Chum
Salmabanu Hatim
In my loneliness poetry gives me company.
7/2/2020
 Feb 2020 Chum
Amanda Kay Burke
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You are my momma
I really love you

You are getting older
Hair is turning grey
It doesn't change the fact
that it's Mother's Day

I am lucky you raised me
Thank you for all you do
And no matter what
I will always love you
A poem written in a card I made for my mom many years ago.. I found it while cleaning my room.
 Feb 2020 Chum
Salsa AK
Truth
 Feb 2020 Chum
Salsa AK
We have a strange relationship, truth and I
She never speaks in my presence
I don’t dare look her in the eye,
We exist in each other’s reality
We feed of each other’s pain,
I shame her with my being
Her loss becomes my gain.
 Feb 2020 Chum
Kage
I didn't want to,
disappoint you.

So I tried to,
reassure you.

But I can't make a reflection
feel emotions
 Feb 2020 Chum
Amanda Kay Burke
Had a real bad day

That is okay

Stand up

Walk away
 Feb 2020 Chum
Jay M
Stress Test
 Feb 2020 Chum
Jay M
As I sit in this classroom

Listening to keys clattering

Pencils clicking

Feet tapping

Pages flipping

Shuffling feet

Creaking seat

Faint ac, or is that the heater?

Such is unknown to me

For it is all overwhelming

Things so small

Yet so impacting.



Then, from outside

Chatter of children

Wind whispering my very name

Calling me to the freedom of the outdoors

A plane overhead

Announcing its presence

Clicking of a mouse

A pencil dropping

People adjusting in their seats

Drinking water

Back to work

The tap of a foot

The shuffle of paper

Pages turning

Legs shifting positions

Another plane overhead

And all the while,

Here I wonder,

While pages are turning;

What am I learning?



- Jay M
November 22nd, 2019
Never can I focus during a test - unless 'tis on the surrounding sounds.
 Feb 2020 Chum
Lemonade
Unread.
 Feb 2020 Chum
Lemonade
We share a bond,
and poetries and songs in the spaces between.
We love ice cream,
and the conversations that come with it.
We dance,
and pour our hearts out into the lyrics.
We share hugs,
and giggle through those bedtime stories.
We steal kisses,
and some untold stories that peep through those peals of laughter between the drinks.
We gossip,
as if no one's watching.
We cry,
while watching movies and pamper each other after finishing.
We live in different cities,
and still, never miss a call a day whether it's for just five minutes or fifty.
We miss each other,
and write letters about it.
Distance.
The distance feels really unread between us.
Maybe.
Maybe, that's why we're just best friends and not lovers.
 Feb 2020 Chum
Lemonade
Us.
 Feb 2020 Chum
Lemonade
Us.
"When the sound of his warm breath was not enough
to fill the emptiness in our conversations,
I knew it was over."
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