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 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Donna
Lounging on seatee
I can't be bothered to write
I'm all haiku out :)
:-) x
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Diána Bósa
Sum
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Diána Bósa
Sum
Sum this all up: mind
zeroing in on that you
can't be zeroed out.
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Bumble Zee
Demons
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Bumble Zee
It only starts with an innocent smile
Quickly turning into long conversations
Before you know it, the whispering starts,
And you're stuck in a rut.
You know what's right from wrong
But you still want to please your whims and desires.
You have to realise one thing,
It's never the heart, it's always the demons.
Zeenat Kaji
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Donna
Peeling away dark
I held a small ball of light...
a spud potato
Soz can't help my bizarre humour at times :-)
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Kelly Rose
Poetry
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Kelly Rose
Poetry comes from the heart and soul
At times it is revealing
Laying bare inner most secrets
Others, it is concealing
Misleading the reader
To the truth of what is deep within
Poetry
It is truth
It is deceit
A mystery
Or just plain spoken
Poetry
Is whatever you want it to be
A song you hope captures the moment

Kelly Rose
© September 16, 2017
I read so many different and lovely poems about poetry yesterday that it inspired me ot write one as well.  Thank you for reading <3 I hope you enjoy
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
ryn
Possibility
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
ryn
Clutch tight the tail of the sun.
Shed your tethers
and take that ride into the next.

Redeem the possibility
of limitless tomorrows.
Because today was meant to happen
and yesterdays were never meant
to weigh you down.
 Sep 2017 Poetic T
Paul Jones
Beauty is a voice,      like the beating of
a butterflies wing.      Something sensitive.
13:00 - 21/08/17

State of mind: pensive; calm.
Perspectives: natural; spiritual.

Thoughts: from thinking and observation - of butterflies. Beauty is carried on the wings of your sensitivity. Deep insight is born from the nuances of your intuition. The butterfly may be fragile, but there is power in beauty that draws the eye to follow where it leads.

A butterfly ***** its wings...

Questions: none.

Listening to: Evanescence - My Immortal and Going Under.
I enjoy reading your poems.  You are amazing poets.  I thank all of you for reading my poems and leaving comments.  I like to say thank you to the poets who followed me.  If you follow me I'll follow you back.  Thank every poet who sent me an invite to join their group their collection.  Thank you for giving me hearts and thumbs up.
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