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 Apr 2019
Stephen E Yocum
She was my classic first love,
a 60's Gidget, cute as a button
big dimples and ribbons
in her hair. Charming and
the life of every party.
When she was happy her
whole face reflected it,
especially her smiling
iridescent green eyes.

Together we shared most of
our firsts, talked of the future
and beyond, but like all sweet
dreams, real life intervened.

Many years have passed, yet
strong memories remain and
every once in a while within
a vivid dream of deep slumber,
she and I are again sixteen,
enchanted and in first love.

Waking is always an unwanted
intrusion.
Memories and dreams, what would
we do without them?
 Apr 2019
CK Baker
Let’s **** through the issues
hash things out
zig-zag our way
to the carryout!

Powder some pozy
spark the butane
a platter of cookies
with sweet Mary Jane!
 Apr 2019
Jayantee Khare
एक तन्हाई........सौ यादें
सौ तन्हा.......एक महफ़िल
The loneliness
One loneliness... hundreds of memories
Hundreds of lones..... in one gathering
 Apr 2019
Jayantee Khare
When the relations are sedentary,
The love is sedimentary,
Keep moving and shaking....
 Apr 2019
Jayantee Khare
सिर्फ़ आवाज़ सुनकर
अगर कोई हाल जान जाए,
हम कितना झूठ कहें कि ठीक हैं
पर वो न मान पाए।
जो धड़कन सुन ले
दिल को देख ले,
जो दूर से ही
दुखती नब्ज़ पकड़ ले
अनकहे लफ़्ज़ पढ़ ले।
महसूस करे
जो दर्द छुपा हुआ,
समझ सके जो तबियत को
जान ले जो मिजाज़ को।
कभी कभी ऐसा भी कोई आता है
ज़िन्दगी में,
माँ के सिवा ...
Just listening to your voice
The one who knows everything,
How many lies do we say to hide the truth
But not believing it.
Hears the beat
Sees the heart,
Who is far but feels aching nerve
Reads the untold words
Feels
the pain which was hidden,
Can understand the moves,
Takes care of the mood
Sometimes...
someone like this comes in life,
Other than mother...
 Apr 2019
CK Baker
Pilsner cap switch blade
tie dye and piccolo
greasers and freaks
with platform feet
muscling in
on the bow legged hoofer
tapping
Bursey Hill Tram

Diamond tuft console
mullets n' ****
angels and saints
(unrestrained)
appropriately trimmed
as 3 mile wreaks havoc
on the nickers and
fighters of penn

Bangers and home boys
hookahs and sheiks
hostile geeks
breaking knuckles and jaws
on the caners and skinners
who are locked
and grinding the root

Desert boot foothills
boardwalk jeans
rainbows and sea fairs
and psychedelic dreams
(the platinum queens
jamming it hard
on the jade room floor)

8 tracks
and fender packs
the hottest summer days
psychedelic haze
center hall, graffiti scrawl
(sinister yet refined!)
covering the subtle
yet striking third ****

Brunswick cues
and red man chew
350 blocks
(on a solid Chevy - stock)
monkeys and beatles
and laugh in scenes
pastel dreams
from the long and coveted
velvet scroll
Caught in the waves of confusion
Tossed and turned and disillusioned
Pessimism and criticism
Making choices and wrong decisions.
Storms are rising whirlwind winding
Lost in the clouds no place for hiding
Playing this game of tug of war
No one in agreement anymore.
What we need is a meeting of minds
It is a must with these changing times
But change will never come to be
With this strange old world called reality.
For now we all can have a vision
Before we face the final collision
So never throw your hopes away
The colloidal course can stay at bay.
No need to fight against the tide
And get lost within the ocean wide
Let's  board upon that passing fleet
And let it take us where waters meet.
So much division in this world with all differant views  
Will we ever find unification ore common ground.
Will one day Our raging seas find a fountain where waters meet
 Apr 2019
Bea Autumn
What if:

The trees could talk
All  flowers walk
Cats did dance
Dogs pranced in pants
Fishes gave kisses
Fairies granted wishes
Smiles blew bubbles
Never had troubles
The sun rayed rainbows
Lions were mellow
We all wore halos
Babies sang solos
We spoke in rhymes
Are faces did shine
Monkeys wore polka dots
While doing the foxtrot
Money grew on trees
Chocolate kisses always free
Every morning the sky said hello
We swim or float in lakes of Jello
Poets please feel free to add on here!  ;  )
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