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 Nov 2014
Lydia
I imagine you taking my hand and spinning me
Like my daddy did when I was a little girl
I imagine my dress flaring like it does when I dance around the kitchen
When I remember the night my father showed me how to Waltz
And I kept stepping on his feet,
I remember how for a few seconds, I swore he was you
Somedays, You're just a passing daydream
Somedays, I need you more than I need to breathe
Somedays I can't breathe without you
I understand that the walls came crashing in
And time slowed down
And we let ourselves break
But we're still standing
You're eyes still look like galaxies
And if you were here right now,
You'd still be holding my hand
Please comment :)
 Nov 2014
Tatiana
It's cold out.
I have my warm winter coat on,
and it's only just fall.
A gust of wind blows from behind me,
my hair whips around my face
stinging my frozen cheeks.
I'm cold
and i'm tired,
I wish I could just lay down
and not fall.
I close my eyes slowly,
the wind seems to blow even more now.
I lean backwards,
i'm exhausted.
Small tear drops roll down my face,
they leave behind a tingling feeling.
I keep leaning,
letting the wind support me.
This cold, driving force,
is supporting me
when I need it.
My eyes stay closed
and I wonder what it would be like,
if I ran with the wind.
I entertain the idea,
the wind pushing me forwards,
as I sprint.
But the wind will always die down.
It'll leave me surprised and falling.
But right now it doesn't let me go,
with it's consistent cold blowing,
it let's me know it's always there,
and for some odd reason,
it makes me smile.
© Tatiana
 Nov 2014
ShamusDeyo
Life would be so better
If it wasn't imbued with Antipathy
Some moments I awake
Not even knowing why
Full of Self Doubting Apathy
It may as well be Antipathy

Days move past me
Like products on an assembly line
Each one in its time
Here and gone in the blink of an eye
Not even knowing why

Its easy to see
Life flows around me,
But not through me.
As though I am cast in paler light
And seem to all removed from sight
Not even knowing why

Graven upon the Stone
It will say with antipathy
Here I lie, not even knowing why
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 Nov 2014
PrttyBrd
There are choices to make and*  choices  that make  **you
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 Nov 2014
yoda best
I wake up
Each morning,
Head to my closet,
And arm myself
With clothes
Thick as brick walls.
I rummage
Through various
Pairs of greeve-like
Pants
Looking for
The right foundation
On which I
Will build
The day's
Exoskeleton.
Fix my hair
Like the rest
Of mankind.
Hair that
Acts as the cloak
That ascribes me
To anonimity.
Before I leave
I put on the
Weight of
My outer person,
The one which
I have carefully
Built out of
Various yous
And none of me.
The skin
That I Have worn
To see my soul
Forlorn.
I go, parade myself
Like a sentinel
Emblazoned
With all the
Merits;
Look and behold
A hero that
Beckons to all who pass
A hero who
Hides all the dross
Of the Inside.
The inside
of whatever is left
Of my
Dying kingdom.
I go as a bastion
With jutted spears  
And sharpened pikes
Wounding those
Who advance
Whether in peace
Or in strife.
No, I will not
Let anyone
Through the gates
Of my starving
King.

All my life
I was being
Built as a
Stronghold.
Father, as a mason,
Taught me
That strength
Is measured
Through how
Much pressure
My structure
Can endure.
Mother, as an artisan,
Raised me
As a dam
That will not break.
Taught me
That my worth
Is measured in the
Volumes that I can keep.
Suffering be now
The mortar
That binds all my griefs
Together.
Pain, *****
Barricades
Around my thirsting
Prince.
Comrade,
Stay as a facade;
Hide the muck
That have accumulated
Throughout
The years.

Lover,
break me down.
Strip me of all
My armor,
Break down the walls.
Turn my spears
Into soft dandelion *****.
Wade through the tar
And see
Through the veil.
Unseam
All my scars;
Bleed me dry
Until you reach my core.
See me for
Who I am.
Witness the king
That I have
deprived.
Caress the face
Of the prince
That I have denied.
Satiate my famished spirit,
Oh, you, lover of my soul.
 Nov 2014
Haydn Swan
The film plays through a cigarette haze,
spliced souls flicker on the silver screen,
noir shapes moving through the mist,
dark shadows and beating hearts,

soon the story starts to unfurl,
plots thicken through startled eyes,
rehearsed actions and missing words,
electrification through a Gothic grin,

tears fall on the words of a script
undulations of what we once were,
the movie closes to a final score
torn manifestos as the credits roll.
                    
                       Finis
please dig around here for the abstracts, folks,  this is not just a poem about a movie but then again maybe it is ........
 Nov 2014
Ashley
What a ride this has been
I'm exhausted and I know you are too
I feel so drained, like I have made no difference whatsoever
I want to get you out of the dark place you're in so bad
It hurts to watch you sleep and have to wonder where you're at
Baby come back to me, please, just come back to me
Don't go to that place where I cannot be
Don't leave baby I need you here with me
I'm so tired
I ache from all the mental and physical stress
My emotions are a mess
I just want to fall into a deep slumber of peace and quiet
I want to lay in your arms and feel safe and secure
Why can't I just save you
Why can't I help you through all of this
Why can't I be where you are
I feel so unfunctionable
I'm so tired
I want things back the way they were
I want the old you back
It's like you're half alive but mostly dead
Even in my dreams lately I can't reach you
The thought of losing you scares me so bad
I have started this love thing with you
What good is it going to do me if you're not here to see it through to the end
This is why I was so hesitant with my heart
This is so tough and I don't know if I'm strong enough
I didn't want to need you this much
I didn't expect to want you or miss your touch
I have to get you through this
I have to muster all my own strength and pull you out of this place
Let me help you
I can't watch you unravel in front of me like this
It's like you're falling and I can't catch you
You've been barely hanging on and letting go with all of your might
When I fall you are there to pick me up so why can't I do the same for you
I am just so confused right now and I need to talk to my best friend about it
Feels as if I'm spinning out of control
I feel **** faced drunk
I want to feel pain.
I want to hurt like you are
I want to understand your pain.
Feeling you inside me in my veins is the only cure for this ache
You have become such a part of me and I a part of you
When you hurt it hurts me too
When you smile my soul lights up
When you cry my heart weeps with you
I don't know how this connection between us happened
How is this all possible
Obviously I'm not good at explaining this in words
But, God, I just miss you so much!
Manic attacks are devastating not just to the person they happen to but also to the ones who love them so much....just my perspective though.
 Nov 2014
Gillian Ann Bergman
I've been called an ******* ,a ******
and what not

I feel so unnoticeable,
and **** with words

I need help to untie this knot
so I can say ***
I gave it my best shot
 Nov 2014
ShamusDeyo
The eradical emphatical
Disolution of the Conclusion
That X to the Zero power equals 1
Chalk Boards full of Chalk Dust
Ensues the theory of this single Interger
And Zero with the Power of 1 in Binary Union
Based Code Creates the Language of
Computer Programming

I wonder if they Have poetry In this Language
or are they just Bots, Boosting Bits Per Second
or Was it Third MicroSoft Word by Bill Gates...
the Thought Passes in a Nanosecond
Trying to get to First with The Big new
4G Electronic Sirens of the economy
that washes up on the Shores of China
this poem was created from the Phrase "Eradical Emphatical"
strung together with a theoretically Provable equation that X to the Zero Power always equals 1, I guess it was a marriage of Whimsy and Math, Certainly an Unusual Pairing

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Well now,
I seen you got that look in your eyes
I know you saw right through my disguise
This front, this mask I wear
Trying to tell everyone
"Beware"

Yeah sweet,
I see your hidden side,
That you've been trying to hide,
But please, just be fair,
I'm different I really do
Care

So...  
You've seen what's been hidden
Underneath the paint on my face
I guess I'll have to apply a layer again
Can't let anyone touch my grace
I like being a mystery
Trapped in a
Haze

And...
There you are, out of my view
After I had a glimpse of the real you
Now I won't be put off
Or easy to faze
My life's complex
So I love a
Maze

It's true,
I do enjoy a chase
Sometimes, getting caught
Just ruins the game
So, as I look over my shoulder
I begin to
Wonder

I see...  
I'll  show you respect, admiration and grace,
I'll  continue to follow  but slow up my pace.
I still have my wits, but that's a wonder,
Considering it's your spell that I'm
Under

Do you now...
You know that I run for a reason?
I hide my inner light,
Cause I'm someone no one believes in
This life has been hard
And I'm the one dealing the cards
But I know now, I'm not the
Queen

Ah,
Unbelieved in is what you say?
I see it from another way,
You deal me the cards, and I pocket the hearts,
And you had it planned from the start,
You outplayed me, my trickster queen,
As we exit arm in arm as our final
**Scene
Awesome Job Skip on your first collaboration,  so proud!  So glad I got you back into writing! ❤
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