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 Apr 2013 Mike Winegar
Marian
I shall try to catch up with people's
poetry and comments.

*~Marian~
NOTE: I keep falling behind but I shall try to catch with your poetry and comments. It won't be easy but I'll try to do my best!!!
 Apr 2013 Mike Winegar
Dave Davis
What you think would happen?
Rise up from somethin'? Make a name.
I'm sorry your expectations make you a fool.
Write a haiku that gets you nowhere.
Dare to be? Open your eyes.
Now you see.

Rhyme game comes to an end.
The grey gets dingy and the breathing becomes short.
Still expecting but not so much.
Clinging only makes you seem that much less.
Oh well. Its only life.
I only wish time was on my side.
The wind blows across my face, my hair smacking my cheeks with a sting.
The smell of flowers and fresh air fill my nostril with their sweet aroma.
I love the way the sun shines brightly, heating my body with its warmth.
It’s wonderful to have spring in my life.
Spring is the season of new beginnings.
It represents the start of a life.
While winter is dreadful, representing death and cold,
Spring is happiness in the gift of beauty.
 Apr 2013 Mike Winegar
Julia
Flutter.
Your eyes flutter,
And you're almost asleep
My beautiful baby.
Some day soon,
Your heart will flutter
Like your innocent,
Sleepy eyes.
my body a home best lived in.
babe, my  body is a home best lived in.
worn and weathered,
it sways,
dancing in the wind storms,
bowing at snow flakes that pile on,
I shudder, I moan,
like me this house is living,
it breathes hot air in the summer months,
takes purchase of the rain,
it takes whats given,
you mend,
I leak,
I shatter,
my boards squeak, protesting your arrival,
but you aren't put off by the walls i raise,
you fix my windows wipe the mist that streams,
you serenade me with your sorrows,
you lament I cave,
you know my crooks,
youve etched the crannies,
you drop the glass,
you carve out space,
you box up my insides,
making it a more convient display,
Is that what this is? Is that what Ive become?
A convenience store home,
in which you hope to barter,
with a smile or a touch with a slip of kindness,
an I.O.U. of commercialized grace,
If my love was a stream, you'd bottle it up and send it to another factory to be, another product,
of a good conquest,
I'm just another good conquest,
what have you gained?
o my... what have I lost?
what do I have left of me?
have you seen my broken pieces?
 Apr 2013 Mike Winegar
H
I'm an adult synonymous with actress.
Which means I will always be kind.
I will smile, I will laugh, I will play along.
And I'll assure you that I'm fine.

While a fiery passion seeks to destroy you,
I will sit pleasantly and smile.
I will nod along at your stupid jokes
And smile openly while thinking you're vile.

I won't even flinch when you embrace me
But instead I'll squeeze twice as hard.
Because an actress of my caliber
Knows your hand and every card.

And while forgiveness stands and beckons
I will smile and stab it's righteous form.
And wash away the silliness of it's being
Then my hatred cloak I'll adorn.

I'll never be impressed by your efforts
Your chances of redemption have long passed.
Your lying trilogy cannot be undone
Too many mistakes have been amassed.

My family will always forgive you though.
But I'll never be fooled again.
And since you really want to play this charade
Better grab a notebook and a pen.

Because I can act infinitely better
And I'll smile till the very end.
Get my Oscar ready too
Because this isn't going to mend.

I'll never forget the day
And I'll never really forgive
How happiness was ripped away
For you to selfishly live.

I'll always truly hate you.
And this will always be an act.


Because I'm an adult.
Synonymous with actress.
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