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 Dec 2015
Onoma
If there were
words...I would
clear a space
for them...as if
there were no
words.
The way the
world means
everything,
everywhere you
may be...
so there's nowhere
you may not be.
 Dec 2015
SøułSurvivør
and hands entwine
we are enriched
by love
refined

when two lives meet
become submerged
beneath the waves
of lover's urge
submit to him
respect for her
minds rejoice
bodies
merge

when to each other
vows are brought
two mental states
become one
thought

when to each other
strength we bring
and we don
the wedding
ring

when we're one mind
what will we think?
when hands
entwine
and

two

hearts

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~~~<♡>~~~


SoulSurvivor
written 2/16/2009
rewritten 12/26/2015

(C) all rights protected
written for a couple as
a wedding gift

~~~<♡>~~~
 Dec 2015
Onoma
You who would
give the world
back to itself...
came into it today.
You've entered
yet again, where
entry was barred...
your starry rising
trembles in a host
of eyes.
 Dec 2015
Onoma
If we agree we
are more than
a body...then
life as we
know it, becomes
life as we don't
know it.
We are lived by
life, we are spared
by nothing.
 Dec 2015
Onoma
In the guts of transparency
everything is looking in & out...
the mind is overwhelmed
by the onslaught.
Its delusive nature begins
to breathe upon the glass
of such transparency, for
proof of life.
 Dec 2015
Onoma
Light enfolded--back sliding down
a wall of one's world.
In epiphanies of mourning.
Informed motions gone through.
 Dec 2015
Onoma
Of blood and apathy,
as water left running...
heedlessly.
Of blood and apathy,
as water left running...
heedlessly.
Of blood and apathy,
as water left running...
heedlessly.
Warm then cold...so
**** cold.
As if the human race,
is survived by the human race.
 Nov 2015
Maggie Emmett
~for Philip Larkin~

Soundless dark of wakeful night
panic thrills the heart
and chokes the mind
with dread of dying
of lying dead -
white marble stone dead -
passed
beyond self
to nothingness
and nowhere.

Just energy burst free,
blowback
to the godless Universe
body to ashes
atoms,
and nothing more.

© M.L.Emmett
 Nov 2015
Kelly Rose
Alone at midnight
Beneath the cold stars
The warmth of the sun
Seems so far away
Suffocating deep within
Unheard screams echo
Trying to break those cold chains
That bind my heart
Not knowing how to unravel
Its stifling pattern
Frozen
Living on the precipice
Fearful of the fall
Hopeful to take flight

Kelly Rose
November 16, 2015
 Nov 2015
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I feel like a foreigner
standing on a pier
waiting for word from a lover
across the blue water of tears.
A sad day. We stand with France.
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