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I knew he was dying
I thought maybe a few weeks left
So still and so quiet
This man whose laugh made us all laugh
The man who always had ideas
Where to go, what to do for a laugh
Always a laugh
Sharer of adventures
Partner in crime
For thirty-six crazy years
Dying before my eyes and
Taking much of my life with him

He'd had a massive stroke a year earlier
They said he'd die then
But he defied them and recovered a lot
Proper conversations and learning to walk
Then they discovered that he had cancer
And here we were five weeks later
"How long are you gonna be in here?" I asked
He turned his head and looked hard at me
"I die next week," he said
As though he had an appointment

He got three days, not a week
I cried seeing him dying
But I was relieved for him when he did
Now my old friend is gone
And it's a duller world without him

                                       By Phil Roberts
 Aug 2015 Jessica Head
Matt
Everyone is ambitious
Striving for this
Or that

What nonsense
What utter nonsense

Hurry in to Lowe's
For the Summer savings event
And never stop improving

Well, I'm not hurrying anywhere
And I don't need to do
Any home improvements
Around here

And everyone is so secure
So secure and they think
America will always be
Such an economic giant

Banks are just too big to fail, lol

America the sinking ship

America like humpty dumpty
On the wall

Teetering and tottering
Won't be long before
She has a great fall
 Aug 2015 Jessica Head
Kenshō
Watch them
Searching amongst a trifling heap!
Bear your watch ~
And gear your gaze,
Realize this dangerous maze.
-
Through the brush,
Along the hills,
Stands a little shack..

An outcast with a knack~

No one could understand this very odd man.
Yet even to reach him on foot or on yak
It would mean you must
Lead away and carve your very own tracks.

Where to go, following the road no one goes?
What to see or to learn, exploring what no one knows?
Speak! unique star of the universe,
Tell your stories of the beautiful adventure,
That only you chose..

You could dance or stand still,
Sit on solid ground or climb a sand hill!

Talk in verse
Or reverse your curse and present your prose
Into a rhythm only you really knowss
        Look, let me stop..
..
                                      ..

I admit, I'm just an ordinary man.
*UPDATE*
~Thanks for everyone's kind comments~
 May 2015 Jessica Head
shika
You gotta stay alive

You gotta find balance

You.gotta get control

You gotta create beauty

And

You gotta know,
I'm here.

When you're free, when you're locked up, when your confused

I know that you want a different life
and I want you to know

That I know the darkness of the caretakers
I know the pain that was inflicted

Everyone may pretend it never happened
but
be assured
I know about the salt
the emotional abuse
The dark nights and the burning days

The hate and the love

Do not be ashamed.
Seek the truth

For the truth shall set you free.
 Apr 2015 Jessica Head
introvert
You** took a piece of me
I don't even want back

But what I do
Is you.
 Nov 2014 Jessica Head
ryn
While you were away,
My words seem to fall on deaf ears.
Unvoiced mutterings that fall out in droves,
Burning rants swallowed back in singes and sears...

While you were away,
Time was stagnant; a viscous puddle.
Hours only stretched longer,
The second hand jabbing its ferocious needle...

While you were away,
The clock drove me insane.
Ticking my life away in literal seconds.
Losing sand grain by grain...

While you were away,
And when it's all quiet and dark,
I could hear my heartbeat...
Awaiting the new day to make its mark.

While you were away,
My words seem to have lost their meaning...
As if they were stuck in limbo,
Unanswered calls that keep on ringing...

While you were away,*
I am but a little lost foal...
Because whenever you're away,
I am never whole...
(      )         (       )  
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We weep for a second and are gone

///                              

The fragile soul

The purpose of love

••

That girl !

She pulsates with pure intentions

All who see her know what a  MAN is



The tower

The shelter in the woods

The child wanders

The drone bombers overhead

••

The ***** boy with bloodshot eyes

The raving lunatic once thought a young girl

Meet in the bedroom or alleyway

And       "fall in love "

///                      

The vulture flies thru the storm

There is so much work to do down there

                                 //

Naked I come into the world

I leave with body ripped and torn



We weep for a while then are gone

///

We pass each other and wonder why

Amid such beauty we didn't see a thing
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