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 May 2015 Jack Thompson
SE Reimer
~

oh sun set at sunset,
oh set sun divine;
oh sun set at sunset,
oh set sun on mine.

each finger a print,
each palm in your hands,
each color a glint,
from immeasurable sands.

no out-of-time dance,
’tis artistic mystique,
no step left to chance,
it’s unveiling unique;

each a palette’s adieu,
as sunset's wine tips
with a lover's, ‘helloo’,
to kiss twilight lips.

forever the lover,
a gifting, a sign,
as dusk throws its covers
o’er the love it enshrines.

oh sun set at sunset,
my lover is you,
oh sun set at sunset,
'sweetest dreams’ to you too.

~

*post script.

watching a sunset always reminds me
of the ardent kiss of two lover’s
bidding each other, ’good night!’
 May 2015 Jack Thompson
wordvango
that pain ****** me
  off strikes me right in my face
I so want your ellipsis
  all around my tangents
the fighting gets
   into my veins
makes me
       brave drunk want
to approach the touching
   manifold in a vector
you may not realize
infinitely close to
   crossing the line of the
curve becoming a secant
  chord ripping through geometry.
 May 2015 Jack Thompson
ryn
Somebody
 May 2015 Jack Thompson
ryn
Make me your emblem
Adopt my colours
Let them be seen
Through actions and verse

Make me your flag
Fly me high upon the sturdiest masts
Watch me billow with purpose
Catching the wind that forever lasts

Make me your anthem
With truth in words that rings so clear
Sing me loud and true
Sing me always for all to hear

Make me your creed
Pledge yourself to always uphold
My name in thoughts and writes
Emblazoned across as your brand in gold

Make me your home
Your shelter for when the day's done
A safe haven to return to
With the setting of the sun

Or just...

Make me someone...*
Anyone...
So at least I know that I exist
Make me a simple somebody in your life
Not just a name on a forgotten list
Inspired by Depeche Mode's Somebody
late at night
bowl of white
fill it right
take a bite

tummy polled
bread to hold
jelly cold
spread and fold

hunger or habit
simply grab it
whole or halve it


bunny rabbit
As a general rule, don't let Cap'n Crunch inspire a poem...he'll leave you hangin'...
She loves deep
Hates even deeper
Rejection is near
And scares her
A last resort
She's desperately in need
Of something to lift her up
Stop the chance that she'll bleed
It's a scary life she leads
She runs, she pushes and she cries
It's more than she can handle
But she continuously tries
She asks herself these questions
How does she survive?
How does she fake the lies?
What could she possibly do
To hide her truth in disguise?
There is no where left to run
Her fears are all coming true
She knows her life is coming undone
There's nothing left she can do
The life she had is finally through
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 May 2015 Jack Thompson
collin
they are all so blatantly vile and proud of it in a way i'll never understand.
i don't even know how to combat it anymore.
they accept ownership for every aspect of their unfortunate existence.
kurt travis spoke the truth
we are indeed all so full of ******* ****
get it? because i don't want to live on this planet anymore
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