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Jan 2018 Poetic T

losing my revelations, the splinter inside me

Jan 2018 Poetic T

onlylovepoetry

losing my revelations, the splinter inside me

the Leukocytes, white blood cells, mass for attack,
shock and awe is the plan,
find, incinerate the
splinter inside me

but when at the GPS coordinates inside the heart’s marrow,
all is quiet functioning and no contamination source uncovered

the alert false, the Hawaii of my body is still standing

wrong

the absence of love is an invisible infection that can be
heard (groaning), tasted (raw horseradish),
touched (wet cheeks), smelled (perfumed hope in secret spots)

but cannot be seen and therefore, thereof, destroyed,
so toxic, it can eradicate the fleshy soul, and no
phoenix resurrection possible for you cannot erase
what never was

or can you?

the splinter of losing hope is so real it is unreal
except only you know where it’s hid,
and the false alarms are your revelatory reminders,
you need*

to believe in onlylovepoetry

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Withered Roses

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Misty Meadows

Withered Roses

You been on my mind heavy, but
I gotta let you go.
You're a ghost now.
Stop appearing in my dreams, doing
Shows.
I'm not very entertained. I am
Actually afraid. And if I knew where
It was at, I think I'd come right to
Your grave,
And ask you to knock it off,
Since you never said goodbye.
You don't got the right to pop up in
My head by surprise. And
You don't pay enough rent in the
Depths of my mind
To think that that's where your final
Legacy should reside.
I have now fallen in love with a woman
Who breathes air.
She's got blood in her veins and
Doesn't cause me despair.
She's more than just a picture of the
Capture of a stare.
But why tell you this? You'd just say
You do not care.
But this is vital information, that you
Really need to hear.
I don't wanna close my eyes, fall
Asleep, and you appear.
I loved you in the past and I'll always
Love you, dear.
But the wrath of your absence can't be
Something that I fear.
Of course, I'd like to close this off with
Something great.
But I'll have to end it abruptly.
Something much like your fate.
And I hope that in death, you resist
To give hate.
And I hope that you can leave me
Alone with a clean slate.

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Naïfnaive

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Andje

Naïfnaive

Do you remember our words
Do you remember your lies

I know what's in your head
I know what you can't see
“Don't worry come with me”

But you touch every corner
Every corner of this world
And you don't trust me

And you don't trust me
Keeping every shatter of these days
Just to feel alive

Your aura screams I don't care
But you care and you run
And you stopped for a while
Then you looked at my veil
Saw you running again
And never run back

Show me the tip of the mountain
Let me fall by mistake
I’ll keep the snakes
around my legs by mistake

I'll appear, show my spells
Use my tricks by mistake

Draw the chaos for me
Change the world with me

By mistake

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Body Parts

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Mike Hauser

Body Parts

I have this brain
With which I sometimes think

A set of eyes
Stuck in sockets to see

Two healthy lungs
That know the key is to breath

To keep my heart pumping
In its perpetual beat

A mouth that too often
Doesn't think when it speaks

A stomach that growls
When it's time too feed

Not too picky
When it comes to its choice of eats

Other body parts involved
In the space between

Some working fine
Others struggling to reach

All miraculously entwined
From my head to feet

These are just a few parts I've got
That make up part of me

Jan 2018 Poetic T

-

Jan 2018 Poetic T

katie

-

i have
locked myself
into a cocoon.
a shell, a
crescent moon.
wind
is battering
against the
walls, shelling
seeds into husks.
the day feels
long and this
song will
have to wait
until the sun
comes. till it
enters the
cracks
in wood
and skin and
allows me
to imagine
again how it feels
to be human.

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Where Have You Gone, Joe DiMaggio?

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Joel M Frye

Where Have You Gone, Joe DiMaggio?

a crooked ugly man walked up
and said "all hope is spent
i'll build a wall and save you all
and be your president

believe me, i can cure all ills
and make all merkins proud
if you'll just take this oil of snake
i sell to every crowd

for any lie becomes the truth
if you but scream it thrice
so plant the seed then others bleed
and you don't pay the price

come spend your vote to buy my line
of prejudice and hate
ignore the churl of all the world
we'll make our nation great"

a machinating woman comes
the way her husband went
"i've done no crime i'm next in line
to be your president

you see how he goes off the rails
and nothing said is true
i can't shoot straight, i fabricate
but never lie to you

lost last time when set to win
this time did what i can
and worked my scut to undercut
an inconvenient man

we're dealing from the bottom, folks
the country's gone to ***
i may not be the best there is
but i'm the best you've got"

so laugh about it, shout about it,
when you've got to choose
your **** is hoist on Hobson's choice
the poison or the noose

...going to the candidate's debate....

Will we ever have the ****** to vote for a third-party candidate?

Jan 2018 Poetic T

Siloh

Jan 2018 Poetic T

calpurnia mockingbird

Siloh

I wander through the evergreens
past stones no longer bearing names
the posy scent of faded blooms
now mingle with the falling rain.
My only company a crow
with beady eye and mourning clothes
aloud he cries into the squall,
this keeper of a thousand souls.
He leads me on to where you lay
in silent slumber all alone
in comfort now I pray you'll be
each stormy night and frosted morn.
The wind now moans its sweet lament
to bow the trees, their heads in shame
as tattered posies turn to dust
among these stones that bear no name.