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Jessica

She only hears the rooster's call
In the morning and peeks deeply
At the sun's beams through the window
The way she reads a talking mouth.

She's twenty-two but thinks like twelve
Keeping fairytales in her nook
How a sixth grader reads a book.
Old papers hide in her basket

With her touch becomes piece of art
As she tears and folds the pages
Forming flowers, vases and doves.
She has c...

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Painkiller

Painkiller

 

This world is brutal in its bitter way,

destroying beauty, tarnishing the good,

Hurting the carers, harming those who would

do better with their lives each passing day -

those who, despite all that the doctors say,

take back some control – if only they could

get up from where they drown beneath the flood

of good intentions. So today I pray:

when you’re hu...

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The Young Lovers

Their voices harshly clash

and will not lie calmly

or rest in our ears

in peace

 

They rise loud over all else

and do not fall to our key

but strike out at us

in dissonance

 

Our song is raised joyously

and the harmonies sing

of the love we know

in concert

 

We have our air so their words

smash and fall to the ground

they do not stay in sight

o...

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The Navigator

Once I plotted my course

on nautical charts -

I used the sun and stars

to fix

                my position in the world

 

Once my ship sailed the seas

by my compass course -

I drew lines on a map

to guide

                me through far off seas to port

 

Once I was the pilot

steering from the bridge -

But she altered my course

loving

                m...

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Ageless love

The old man left everything to her

A full share of emotions felt

Their love had flourished over the years

Blossoming and blooming

Faithful and giving through time

 

They had met when only a youthful seventeen

Love had flown down and settled  on their hearts

Never more to ruffle a feather in flight

But to remain nestled there

Safe in the knowledge that it was safe, sec...

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Love

plastic protection

your toothy grin
is only cotton
trying to blow down this brick
house I have crafted

you were included in the blueprint
until I started changing 
the locks 
and now you're waiting for
an open door

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Playing the Game called Life

We live for what we have,

We live with what we’ve got,

We live through all our troubles,

We live no matter what.

 

Till that day of sorrow,

Till all comes to a pause,

Then all we see is darkness

And wonder what once was.

 

Then it is too late to care

You’ve died without a clue.

So what you do now that you live,

Well, that is up to you.

 

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Good night, my love

She is lovely to me.

I come up short each time we meet.

Our relations in love cut into my raw emotions.

 

Dear lady of my dreams

Only stay if you want to

Read me, and give your interpretation

Intimate and wild

Empathic and remote

Never forget me, nor I you.

 

Good night, my love

 

 

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Love

Soft Spirit of the Night

As I leave my home behind

To walk the far farm fields

The spirit of the land enfolds me

Its silence becomes my mantle

While I alone hear

Those wafted word

As the wind caresses the treetops

Whispering englynion

To lure me on

Through woodland and moor

Beyond fences, ever deeper into a land

Clothed in swirls of radiant mist

Rising from plashy pools and tarns

Amo...

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First Fight

There were tears

Rolling down my face.

I never was a pretty crier,

So I looked away.

 

Heard your voice

Over my heavy breathing,

Crying harder when you said

You weren't leaving.

 

I hold tight to everything;

Knuckles white from my grip.

If I let go, even a little,

My whole world could slip.

 

I've been afraid, though,

To hold onto you.

My heart ga...

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Alam mo ba

bakit nga ba ako naghihintay

bakit nga ba ako umaasa

niloloko ko lang ang sarili ko

pinapaiyak ko lang ang puso ko

sinasamantala ang kahinaan ng damdamin ko

kung alam ko naman simula't simula pa'y talo na ako

kung alam ko naman na kinalimutan na ako ng puso mo

 

alam mo ba

 

wala ni sandali na di kita naisip

wala ni sandali na di ako naghintay

wala ni sandali na...

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The Garden

I step out

Into that mystic choir

That holds my heart

Where time, standing still,

Moves with the seasons

Quietly changing my world

With its elemental tune

While my song is barely heard:

A contrapuntal whisper

Struggling for harmony

 

For my land is my chancel

Hymns hum soft on its breezes

And prayer rises in its stillness

In this quiet place of remembrance

...

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Mum

Not always easy me and mum

But sparks ignite loving hearts

And fire up a love that runs and runs

Firing true for my mum and me

Special relations mums and sons

As I’ve seen so clearly, with my own ones

Maybe too alike, maybe too different

Sparks just happened along the way 

Both too stubborn, both never to give in

But the clashes only stood out, because really so few

P...

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lovemumparentson

Dear Him,

You’re beautiful. Belle Ame, French, for beautiful soul. I cautiously use the word beautiful, simply because the word holds so much power. It may be overused in it’s context, but within mine, it holds virtue.

Rain is beautiful. The smell of rain, the taste, the sound, the feeling on your skin as it seeps into the thread of your clothing. The way it collects in puddles on broken roads, or how it...

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Sky

Our friendship is like the sky
Sometimes,
It is cold and unbearable
Sometimes,
It is stormy and full of tears
Sometimes,
It lashes like lightning
Then it hurts us both

But just like the sky
It will always clear up
It will always be warm and bright
It will always remain blue and sunny
Because no matter
How many storms pass through,
How many lightning blades strike,
No matter how ma...

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Colorblind

Roses are grey 

violets are grey 

no I’m not a dog

just can’t get colors to stay

 

I am colorblind 

no big deal, just lots grey

I don’t mind it, truly

it’s what I’m used to, day after day

 

Something’s always missing

is it blue? Maybe red. 

How should I know the difference? 

my senses are dead 

 

I’ve heard of lavender 

A light but loving color

bu...

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Heart Shaped & Reflective

Did you ever think

As you slandered my name

Did you ever feel a thing

While you were slithering

Were you ever authentic

While I wore your scarlet letter

 

Thank God I found my shades

To block out the sun

Blinding me from the truth

 

I see you puffing your chest

Showing your bright feathers

Like I have no self control

As if it’s biology calling

Now watch...

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Back To The Park

Back To The Park

 

It’s mid July,

a summer’s day.

School is just

a memory away.

We lay on grass

and watch the sky

and count the clouds

as they pass by.

We talk of bands

we’d like to see -

Led Zeppelin, Quo,

Sabbath and Free.

Insects buzz,

a distant bark,

children playing

In the park.

You turn to me

and kiss my lips

and move in close,

h...

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Love

 

You were holding my hand,

I couldn’t help but notice how lose your grip was around my wrist,

Your hand was so soft, 

Cold even,

But I loved you, 

I felt your warmth by one breath in,

Then you let go of my hand,

and I’ve never loved since.

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Glory

Spic, wetback, beaner,

Border rat, pepper-belly, orange picker,

Names commonplace now

For Latinos and Hispanics,

Names,

Used to break,

Used to hurt,

Used to kill,

The orators:

Ignorance, Malice, Contempt

But most importantly

Fear.

Fear of what is different,

Fear of what is great,

Fear of what has always been great,

For the sun shone for centuries

On ...

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me?

A tulip blooms

In the effervescent sunshine of my heart,

A ray of light I alone

Could not have created,

For not until the birds no longer sing,

Or until the trees no longer grow,

Will my infatuation know its limits. 

Your hair a melancholic autumn,

Shades of brown and hues of amber,

Your heart

A forgotten winter,

Made not by you,

But by those that came before I,

...

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