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 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
No destination
It becomes evident
At halfway
Of irises

Even after waking
From the dream
I'll see
The colors
Of irises
Never make friends
Without tasting it
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
Love
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
Love is a special word
To understand
And to feel
Stars

Midnight
Under the stars
Of taciturn
I never dreamed
...............

I foresee

I notice
A flame
In the color
Of the horizon
And see
A  struggle between the people
Of the world
But after such a tension
And conflict
Of Today
I foresee
A happy day
For mankind
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
The eye of a flower
Can see much
Without a second glance
Awake to beauty
Shall I ask it to come in
When it's everywhere
A shiitake dreamer in séance here trust her hands of clouds
for she is one ready as Columbia whole
only she inhibit feelings, fear or wrath
with her kind of inclination found now might supplely bind hers
or daily bread shall dissolve her breath,
a ****** in sun dried tomatoes
fore dually her thought of heart leaving
mellow her wish with pleasure once again
that her kingdom bound where a prayer now her staple
with much to share allow her providence, today.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Doug Potter
There are days I know I am alive
only because I feel the weight on my
feet as I rise to have a new day accept me.
It  is when I read  poems of Louise Gluck or
Sharon Olds that I realize I am merely one half

living.
When your mind is caught and scrambled about, and grenades pop off you scream the ****** shout.

Whatever your fear for whatever cause, you must be able to sit still and give life a pause.

Don't be afraid to resist the urge, technology has made the need to talk more; we're in need of a purge.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
KTN PRL
Human
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
KTN PRL
Keeping the equilibrium,
force of gravity befalls
upon human's borrowed life
when floating becomes overdone.

Counting ages
as time mercilessly pass by
whether humans live or die,
the world rotates and that
makes us irrelevant.

Fighting to live,
looking for meanings
despite humans praying
not all are redeemed.

Seeking for a star's guidance
to infinite beliefs,
humans take the risk of believing
in order to peacefully live.

Some things
Are not up to me,
That probably makes me, me.
A human being.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
With hope
A glad heart makes a happy face
Like the sunshine
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