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 Feb 2023 Steve
Marshal Gebbie
Bright, they shone in morning sun
Eccentrically, they glowed as one,
Briefly in the morning light
Extinguishing their flame, by night.
Softly then, in morning mist,
To vanish in fame's tragic twist.

M@Foxglove,TaranakiNZ
Marilyn and Judy

Not everyone can be a star
no matter how we wish for heavenly light
most of us will not illuminate the night
those who burn and seem so bright
will oft ignite and fall
burning cinders
merely human after all.

Betty January 14
 Feb 2023 Steve
JP
Why carry this weight?
Does reward await
some years ahead
but...before I'm dead?
Is there virtue in the same pain
felt again and again,
that same old song
I've been singin' for so long?
 Feb 2023 Steve
Thomas P Owens Sr
I traveled through a littered sea
of fiery waves
and singed debris
of floating fish
and bloated whales
sinking ships
orange plastic pails

I washed upon a familiar beach
where many gasped but couldn't reach
I slept for hours and days it seems
my life went by in familiar dreams

at last I had awoken
and saw a man in ancient wear
he told me in a thought unspoken
'the day is new
I will see you there'

he vanished from my hazy sight
the shoreline now was clean
save for one unfortunate soul
who's clothes seemed oddly pristine

my thoughts were scattered
yet his voice was clear
'find this soul a resting place
and bury him with your fear'

who is this man I wondered
face down in sand and sea
I gently rolled him over
and discovered it was me
I've already edited this 3 times...it may take 3 more
 Feb 2023 Steve
Marshal Gebbie
Virtue lies in simple lines
Unencumbered by the times,
Same old song's familiar tune
Breeds contentiousness's classic rune....

"That worrisome and trouble lurks
So deep in thoughts, where trouble works."

Shed ye the dark within, old friend,
Then whisper, soft, thy song again.

M@Foxglove,Taranaki NZ
5th February 2023
That Same Old Song

Why carry this weight?
Does reward await
some years ahead
but...before I'm dead?
Is there virtue in the same pain
felt again and again,
that same old song
I've been singin' for so long?

JP Midwest USA
Spring sprang
the doorbell rang
I expected to see
Mary Poppins
but of course
that would have been
spit spot and not
spring sprang.

easy mistake to make.

someone shuffle my brain cells
and get me back to the track
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