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 May 16 Debbie
Asuka
You are bambooβ€”
slow to grow, strong for life.
You are jasmineβ€”
delicate, fragrant, real.
Both are needed.

And you?
You’re here.
Still blooming.
Still meant to be.

And me?
Just a human
catching his thoughts like firefliesβ€”
watching them glow
on paper.
After the Rain,
as the raindrops,
hits the ground,
is so soothing, and
relaxing,
such a wonderful sound,
to me, it's sleeping weather,
being inside is
so much better, because
of such a long drought,
there is no point in going out,
unless you have to,
on the contrary,
it is better to stay inside,
since there is no skies of blue, and
there is No Sunshine,
to Brighten your day,
but Rain clouds instead,
Filled with Skies of gray,
So, if you want my opinion,
to avoid the feeling of dread,
avoid the inclement-like weather, and
Just stay in bed!!!


B.R.
Date: 5/14/2025
 May 16 Debbie
Lostling
Your guiding hands are always there
To catch me when I fall.
Soft combs through my tangled hair
Hugs, a protective wall.

Your strength's a roaring lioness,
Your heart burning so bright,
Fighting through the crushing stress.
You burn away the night
Happy Mother's Day!
 May 15 Debbie
Traveler
An abundance of life
In a cycle of death
How much living
Could we have left?

An abundance of stars
Displayed in the sky
Endless pleasures
On a summer's night
Hear and see
Touch and feel
The reality of existence
Consume at will

An abundance of love
To plant in our graves
Pushing up daisies
I wish we could stay
......
Traveler Tim
why people do what they do
is endlessly fascinating and horrifying
we'll never know the real motivation
and it probably wouldn't help anyway
"𝘠𝘰𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭π˜ͺ𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺.
𝗦𝗡𝗲 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—²π˜€ π˜†π—Όπ˜‚ 𝗹𝗢𝗸𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻.


𝘠𝘰𝘢 𝘭π˜ͺ𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘭π˜ͺ𝘬𝘦 𝘨π˜ͺ𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳.
𝗦𝗡𝗲'π˜€ π—΅π—Όπ˜ π˜„π—Άπ˜π—΅ π—²π˜…π—½π—Ώπ—²π˜€π˜€π—Άπ—Όπ—».


𝘠𝘰𝘢 𝘬π˜ͺ𝘴𝘴 𝘡𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘡𝘡𝘭𝘦.
𝗦𝗡𝗲 π˜€π˜π—Άπ—Ώπ˜€ π˜‚π—½ π˜π—΅π—² π—²π˜€π˜€π—²π—»π—°π—².


𝘠𝘰𝘢 𝘡π˜ͺ𝘱 𝘡𝘩𝘦 𝘡𝘦𝘒𝘱𝘰𝘡.
& π˜€π—΅π—² π˜€π—Άπ—½π˜€ π˜π—΅π—² π—Ύπ˜‚π—²π˜€π˜π—Άπ—Όπ—»."


꧁꧂

mica light β€’ poetry
 May 15 Debbie
Victoria
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Been living in my head all day.
How it saddensβ€”
yet gladdens
my heart.

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I feel this way everytime
 May 15 Debbie
Karen
Soft grace from darkness
Murky pond a lotus buds
Snow begins to fall
Haiku
We are all silhouettes
Wrapped in the tapestry
Of a blooming night
Outlines etched messily
Into a cotton wool sky
Beautifully imperfect
A stray wisp illuminates
Sings sweet like our
Honey bee laughs
We smile, always
Endlessly sunshine yellow
For here we are youth
Wild like dandelions
Rebelling against being
A common flower
We paint the word ****
In shining glitter
Send it to outer space in
A paper airplane
Then dance on crazily
Like the night is infinite
Dreaming for a forever
Something a bit different
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