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 Sep 2015
Andrew Hartnett
you used to buy the case
before the rest of us had the *****
you walked right in to that asian market on 3rd
and placed the beer on the counter
they once asked for your license
you told them you had a dui
they never questioned you again
 Sep 2015
muryum
Once upon a time there was humanity.
 Sep 2015
Marian
In a dreamy woodland
There's a cottage just for me
And it's waiting there now
Beside a peaceful stream
Where quiet maples grow
And deer are not afraid
Where mushrooms grow in sweet silence
And sunlight glistens amongst the leaves
There's an enchanted cottage
Hidden in those shady woods
Where running cedar
And lady ferns intertwine
Where tears never fall
From any eye
That is where my secret abode
Is found in shadowy canopy
Of sun-dappled trees
Where dewdrops passionately kiss
The demure bluebells
Where breezes whisper
Through tall, swaying pines
And rustle ancient autumn leaves
From many seasons ago
Where time stands still
And woodland fairies dance
Where willow harps are played
Echoing in dreamy breezes
Through the trees and dancing through the air
Waltzing with the butterflies
Touching the lemon citrus sun
With fingers of gold
And spring days bygone
That's where you'll find me
Dreaming riparian
Scent of petrichor
Healing my soul
In summer woodland yonder

*~Marian~
Written: September 3, 2015, Around Midnight.
Hope You All Enjoy It!!! :)
 Sep 2015
Mara W Kayh
All hearts bruise
But not all fester
And turn black
No comment
 Sep 2015
nivek
Blood is the great enigma;
your life flows along its rivers.
Blood can be thicker than reason
and if you taste it in your mouth;
you will spit it out like poison.
 Sep 2015
nivek
Some days you can write your socks off
and it never gets as easy as this;
You stopped wearing socks a long time ago
as a waste of time.
When the mania of writing first took hold.
To my fellow Artist tonight , a final word on the rhapsody of beautiful sentiments expressed regarding love , the human condition and hope written by skilled , emotionally charged men and women today ! With dignity , grace , and passion throughout today you have once again charged and reminded a humble colleague on the power of poetry forged by fierce imagination and forethought ! Thank you and good night !
Copyright September 15 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Sep 2015
nivek
a noiseless full silence
beckons
the voices of wisdom
can be heard from afar
travelling into silence
deeper, deeper, deeper.
 Sep 2015
Ian Beckett
Doing pointless things
In a far from perfect world
Is the reason we know
We are human

Doing pointless things
In a far from perfect life
Is a way of knowing
We are not machines

Doing pointless things
In a far from loving world
Is the reason we connect
With others in need

Doing pointless things
In a far from loving life
Is the way others know
We are human
 Sep 2015
SG Holter
Words find their way.
Hearts speak through fingers.
Reading eyes are mirrored in
Ink systematically spilled in
The shape of sounds
And minds.

A pen resting on the table is a
Flatline.
A blank piece of paper merely
Dead, compressed wood.
Don't deny us your genius.
There is no try in poetry.
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