OPEN MIC ENCORE II
July, 2002

 
The Sultry Summer Solstice
Pam Robinson-Osborne    
                         

Perhaps the sultry summer solstice savored waxen Wicca’s dancing naked in a waxing full moon
 
Rhythmically chanting, sensuous and spellbound, for our barren, abated and broken hearts, apparent and apprehensively anesthetized - to heal
 
And steal a single secret sight of what could be cast into the forthcoming caldron concealed before us.
 
Perhaps for present, possibly tomorrow, but ultimately to culminate in “happily forever afters” in a changing charter chapter of a fairy tale where dreams dare demonstration.
 
Perfected, a private potion precisely proportioned, promises the reticent recipe yearned for in our yesterdays,
 
Masked in midnight moonlight, motivated by mystery meanings made corporal,
In the sultry summer solstice
 
When wistful Wicca’s woefully wished
Wonders of Wanting, Healings of Hope,
Lavishings of Love
 
On hearts no longer eclipsed in obligatory pain and privation
but seen in savor, dancing sultry, in sudden solace in the silence of  summer solstice.

~*~ 

Trip
quintin van kerken, 2002


Window on my tongue ­ a gateway to the other realm.
Smoke in my lungs ­ pushing me down and lifting me up.
Time expands while space collides with the carousel of my emotions ­ the vivid colours dampen sound.
 
My heart whistles as it strolls by…
It says that the light here tastes like toffee ice cream pickles.
Blood seeps from the paintings as the walls around me cry.
My feet want to melt when the radio plays so softly.
 
The chair seems uncomfortable and bound by convention.
I have always wondered why it does not fly away…
I find the window’s hiding place,
And see outside that the sky is broken again.

~*~

My Impulse
 Chris

My hypocrisy brought this empire to its knees
as i gaze upon my wounds the thought crosses my mind
What good have i done for any other than i
I feel so ashamed, so dirty, so awfully guilty
What am i to do am i to stay and re-live the cycle
Or should i run away again yet rectify somehow
The havoc i have reeked here what to do
Have i mislead myself to the point that my presence is no longer desired
Now there's no one to listen no one to whom i can turn
Am i just a compulsive liar drawing everyone else down
Due to my cowardly, selfish, deathly intentions
forgive me i can't fix this no so i am condemned to nothing
And somehow i manage to contradict myself and all those to whom i confide
To misery to any whose eyes fall upon this odd confession
Stay away from me i will do you no good i am forsaken
And i will lead you to the same futile existence
Ask any soul who has gotten drawn into my trap
                                     ~*~
my fear
 by sarah griffiths

           I see that boy standing
                   there
            like he just saw a
                   ghost
             as he walks nearer and
                   nearer
             i take deep breaths
                 very heavily
               as he walk through
                      me
                my body shivers
              but i realized i wasn't
                  me who was the ghost
                    it was my
                      fear
~*~

Stranger In The Hall
Jessica Rose Hegland

I see you in the hall
When I do I blush
I see your pictures on the wall
And my face will always flush
When you sometimes come my way
I always smile wide
And people as if I'm O.k
I say to them "nevermind"
I see you in the hallway
I see you all the time
I always makes me wonder,
If you see me sometimes?
I see you in the wall
When I do I blush
I hope its hard to figure out
That I have got a crush.
                         ~*~
 

Those days have passed like the whip of an eye-lash,

And now it's time for us to part.
This is a journey,
We are travellers who go on travelling,
Through unknown lanes,
To unknown destinations.
 
Those times which we have passed through
The bright days have elapsed.
The darkest nights in which we heard
The rhythms of a sweet dream
Have elapsed.
 
Now, can I ever see that spontaneous smile
That sprouted on your face when hearing my words ?
Can I ever hear the sound of your footsteps ?
Can my eyes feed on thy beautiful body ?
 
You are not that country beauty
Who generated poetry in thousands of poets,
You also don't possess those lotus eyes,
Never do they vibrate in the mildest winds,
Your nose never do inspire song in me,
 
But still,
When we part,
Why my heart is breaking ?
Why my soul is breaking ?
 
Perhaps,
Your memories are like the flames
Which lights my way in the darkest routes,
Or,
Are the becoming burning candles ?
Like my heart,
And fading away form my eyes ...
My soul ?

Arun.P

~*~

Dear Child, Innocent Child, Let me shade you with the Shades of Life
Dear Child, Innocent Child
Let me shade you with the Shades of Life?
 
With Light Shades, Bright Shades
Cooing Shades, Cool Shades
Peaceful Shades, Pure Shades
Illuminating Shades, Invigorating Shades
Breathtaking Shades, Life-giving Shades
Immortal Shades.
 
Choose from the thousands of Shades.
God hath shaded our lives with so many shades-
Good and bad...
I am Shaded, He is shaded, She is Shaded, We are Shaded...Everybody is Shaded
 
Yes, My Child- thou shall be shaded too-
So make haste! Make haste! - Before it's too late
 
Beware of the Shades of Sadness, Shades of Desolation
Shades Death, Shades of Evil
The cyclic whirlpool of Shades...
 
Let Me help you My Child
Or, You will be lost amidst all these Shades
Shades of Hypocrisy, Shades of Intolerance
Shades of Racism, Shades of Fanatism
Shades of Destruction, Shades of Hell-on-Earth
 
Dear Child, Innocent Child
Come hither; Hide yourself from all these Shades
Come Hither and I shall protect you.

cindergirld

~*~

We have everything we need
Why should we all complain
If you open up your eyes
You will see a world full of pain

Tired of watching people die
And hearing helpless cries
Wonder what the future holds
As the tears leave my eyes

             -Lina W

~*~

                   A conception by any other name
                would never be able to create a song
                    so strong it would empower
                      the skeptic to see.
                        So, let it be,
                   when he speaks in theory
                he's reminded of the song in thee.
              In a society shy of adequate nurturing,
                     it would be hard to find
                    a coupling of a purer kind.
                        So, let it be,
                    that to my favorite song
                  I bequeath a promise of love
                      open for all to see.
                      When two become one
                     it is with a blessing
                     from your angle above.
                         So, it will be,
                   when you're at your worst
             you will hear the missing connection
                     in your child's verse.
              And know that Everything you share
                 comes from the love created
                        by an angel
                  that can be found anywhere.

Chris Tripphahn

~*~

God Must Have Spent A Little More Time.
By Rachel Shannon
 
When I look at you I want to laugh, I want
to cry, all these happy and unpleasant
memories wrapped up in you.
You bring out the best in me, but sometime
the worst.
You lecture me even when I am not listening.
You teach and share, about your life, your
wrongs and rights.
I thank you, for molding me into what I am today.
Without you, I couldn't tie my shoes, clean
my plate, mow the yard, or the smallest
tasks that mean the most to me.
I love you with all my heart, but now its
time to say goodbye, to you, the doctors say
she doesn't have that long, and I know that,
I will be missing you when you are gone.

~*~

UNEXPECTED
RODNEY ADAMS
 
   When wondering though life,
   as one often does.
   You may come across a sweet little dove.
   It may bring peace and love
   but it's bound to shit on you
   from above.

~*~

                     Infinite
                          Amira Zayed
    
              Remember when we were infinite,
                 nothing in this place could touch us,
                 we were free and alive, alone and uncaring,
              Remember when the world seemed a heaven and death
                 seemed so far, when all we knew was all we cared,
              Remember when our laughter was louder then the
                 silence and our tears were shed shamelessly,
              Remember when the future didn't matter and neither
                 did the past,
              Do you remember.................................
                 ............When we were Infinite,

~*~

MAGIC LOVE
SHEILA MIRANDA
 
There are things that can't be explain, but there are feelings that can be love. Love like yours is crazy everything it touches goes wild.
Without you i don't see the world a bit of your love would make me see, your kiss is an energy of life, your eyes are stars that guide me.
Your love is like magic it flies and sings like my soul it carries me and shows me everything beautiful and romantic your love makes me feel safe.
Your love is energy to my soul that it can drive it crazy of calm it down maybe is something that should be written down, your love is the end to my destination.
Your love is so incredible that it turns sadness into happiness, your love is just like magic is so beautiful and so romantic

~*~

Parents
You never know how important they are
Until you wish upon a star
That they will return back to you someday
And never go away
So the next time you wish upon a star
Just remember who you are
And who brought you to this world today
and who made you want to stay

charlotte 

~*~

The silent nothing.
Sitting in my room listening to the silence.
Takes me to a place filled with hate and deception.
Where the souls of the past fly and my hostility towards other turns the surroundings red.
The monotonous sound of nothing brings dry tears to my eyes that brew to blood.The sound of silence scares me.
I hear and see nothing but death and situations of fire.
The symphony of screams from the bodies I laughed at irritate my ears.
Screaming does nothing but make me laugh.
Pain is my power, my breeder and mother.
But yet the silence always seems to fade into reality,
And I come to think if there really is such thing as silence.
This place I yearn for, Breath from and live for. My point is finally proven. An evil laugh echoes from the silence,
Yes what I have to live for.
Nothing. So as I join the silence,
My last breath taken and my last tears fallen,
I'm no longer scared of the silent nothing.

Ashley 

~*~

Lilly Moon
by Tony Thomas
 
Dancing girl, why do you look behind? Wild
Glancing eyes, scorning the pursuing wind.
Rhythmically, round your thighs a serpent ties.
Cyprian, what is your gift to us? Lovely 
Naked sea virgin without modesty,
Uranian, silver bell, cockleshell.  
Eve, why not to your Adam cleave? Even if
You don’t believe that wickedness must come, 
Calamitous, apple bite, no respite.
 
Ghost woman, why do you stand and stare? Through
Corncockle eyes, earth's skies seen from the moon,
Hyacinthine, waxen flesh, frozen breath.
Grisly shade, what are you waiting for? Bare
Breasts adorned with rowanberry crests, 
Adamantine, sickle moon, suckle soon.
Ragged maid, what do you want of man? Fair 
Your lime bleached hair, a sea of golden rain,
Labyrinthine, wicker cage, fire's rage. 
 
Dark eyed girl, why are you crying? Under
Periwinkle skies rent by peacock's cries,
Mistress divine purified by fatal sign.  
Belle dame, what Saviour do you pray for? He
With purple brow crowned with bloody black thorn, 
Arbitrary death, chest torn, women mourn
Lily Moon, what bloody rites have you seen? Queen,   
Your holly lair a sea of waving green,
Sanguinary, waxy sheen, women keen,  
 
Rending hair, Living out their hopeless dream,
Unto eternity.

~*~

                                                                              No more
I can’t describe the pain I feel inside,
I trusted you and now these feelings I can’t hide.
How could you do this? How can you hurt your best friend,
You took so much when I had nothing to lend.
I love you but those words seem like a curse,
I am just a person who cares but you toss me around like a purse.
I never did you wrong even though I have told you some lies,
This is the moment I can feel my heart die.
I still believe because loves as strong as hell,
I was starting to raise up but you shot and I fell.
The tears just keep falling out of my eyes,
But good guys always finish last and this is just no surprise.
It’s not all your fault because I’m crazy too,
There too much blood to stop I don’t know what to do.
If you only knew how I really felt about you,
Sometimes I put on a front but I know it’s true.
There much more to say but I can’t face the words,
So bye for now I’m going to fly with the birds.

Jason Carey 

~*~

WHEN?
Paige Justin

Is this it then?
All i want to know is when
All this hurt and pain
Is making me insane
I hold
But am not bold
Still i try
Still living a lie
All this breaking me down
All i want is just to hold the crown
Pain and hurt
Is all i feel
Jealousy and anger is all that is real

~*~

 WHAT I ASK OF YOU
Hope Justin
 
I hurt when you hurt
I feel what you feel
I love who you love
We pretend we are not connected
We pretend we do not understand
We are now so far away
But i pray
And think about you everyday
I hide my love
I hide my smile
But i will always love you
Through this long hard mile
You are my brother
I am your sister
And i will be with you
Through your happiness
And your sadness
So please be with me

~*~

Lost in life
Kristina Lehner

You get up in the morning and
do the first step,
another step follows and
another
 
Never Stop,
Go on, go on, go on!
 
You meet friends and talk a moment,
then you do another step
into the future and
another
 
Never Stop,
Go on, go on, go on!
 
The future becomes present
and you take another step
into the next moment of future and
the next
 
You never stop,
never reach land,
lost between present and future and past,
Go on, go on, go on!
 
Maybe if you go on long enough
you´ll find a place to stay

~*~

I know love
     As liquid fire
           Provocatively gracing the inside of a glass …
Anxious bubbles
     Beckon me
          To caress its body, embrace its form …
I gently guide
     Passion’s poison
          To my mouth, thirsty with eagerness …
Once again
     I am intoxicated
          By the ambrosial aroma, filling my nose and my mind …
Peering deep
     Into Love’s blood
          I wonder if it has been drained from my own heart …
Always appearing
     Satisfying and sweet
          A solace for my sorrow …
Cupid’s liquid cocaine
      Impulsively flows to my lips
          Dancing into my mouth, rushing down my throat …
It burns reminiscently
     Into my veins
          And takes root in my soul …
My pulse slows
     As sparkling eyes retire
          With this nectar’s omnipotent high …
Lethargic senses
     Indulge emotion
          Until my heart is drowning against my will …
Love’s alcoholic
     Unable to resist
          I still drink to her vacant promises …
That bittersweet temptress
     Drains from my vessels
           Abandoning body and soul, collapsing with weakness …
Blurred assurances fading
     Soon I’m alone
          With a headache, an empty glass, and a broken heart.

Jena 

~*~

Sweet Memories
Holly L. Wolfe      05/02/92
 
Sweet memories
stay on my mind,
of a loved one
left behind.
 
In those memories
she is there,
to soothe
my greatest fear.
 
One day I will be
like her,
on the minds
of those who care!

~*~
You Know Your Right
Mohan Reddy

You held my heart in your hands yet never heard it beat
I try to understand myself
Gazing into your eyes
The mirror of the soul
Reflects a deep apathetic heat
I lost myself between innocence and ignorance
Belief in a greater truth was of no consequence
Impure to my actions, thoughts and convictions
When my soul died and your mind took over
I contradicted genuine emotion
Reality bleeds the deceit of my dreams
I am now saturated with what u want me to be
The arrival of yet another false dawn
Is shrouded by the clouds that hide tomorrows sun
Yesterday fades further into memory
And shall only be uncovered by future waves of hypocrisy
I refuse to live the way u live
Yet I will die as u die
A machine has no heart to give
As the one it took was mine

~*~
THE EYES
Sara A. Phillips
 
Ever watchful, always spying. Seeing deeper than you or me. Looking deep into our souls. Finding secrets you didn't even know you had. The eyes of others searching me. Seeing things I hide from them. They eyes of yourself can be dangerous too. Just seeing what's around, and where you are, could kill you. Don't let your eyes or they eyes of others get the best of you. I know how you feel, because they are watching me too. They never look away. Their eyes follow me wherever I go. You can't get away, and neither can I, because they always watch.  No matter how hard you try to hide from them, they always find you and break you with their haunting stare. They've followed me from the day I was born and show no sign of stopping. Their eyes will follow me until the day I die. They look at me freely and follow me so easily, but when my eyes turn towards them, I can't follow. So I'm stuck to live my life and be followed by the eyes of all others living on this Earth. Just like you. Your eyes don't follow me like all the others, because the others follow you too. Maybe we could meet. I've seen you and how lonely you look under all their eyes. Maybe we could me friends and follow each others eyes with our own. Then we could hide from the eyes of others because we have our eyes together. We will hide together, without the eyes of others following us, because we are together, forever.

~*~

3:00 Am Flux
By Peter Van Kauwenbergh
 
Plasmatic purple flux at 3:00 am
As slylloplomyc vistogaglia flows through the window into my forehead
Transforming into cylomonic data in my mind
As I stir quintanovas into my coffee at the kitchen table
I go stand before the open window
And dreel opsonomic lilies into the night in return.

~*~
LOVE STORY
   B G '01

i will always love you, listen to what i say
i still love you, now your going away
though i love you, your not here today
and now i miss you, my heart is in dismay
there was nothing i could do, to stop you anyway
 
no matter how hard i try, they always go away
i just need you here tonight, to show me i'm ok
 
mow the story fades, and i'm left here in the dark
i've seen better days, but they all seem to far
gotta pick up, move on, gotta clear my head
but i know when i'm done, just like what i said
 
no matter how hard i try, they always go away
i just need you here tonight, to show me i'm ok

~*~
Heroes of the night
-dave quick
 
Heroes of the night
work round the clock to keep things right
given just a badge and gun
into the heart of danger they shall run
to ensure the peace we have grown to expect
while receiving lots of disrespect
they're a breed of human like none have seen
strong, brave, and usually kept clean
some work in the open for all of us to see
while others work in the shadows of the trees
they've mastered how to fly, and to change their shape
but they get to wear a badge in exchange for a cape
they have learned to stop a bullet using their own chest
and make riots cry into their own arrest
when driving down the road villains run in fright
cause they know they stand no chance
AGAINST THE HEROES OF THE NIGHT

~*~

That Tuesday
Rusty Etherton


A city awakens, The workday begins
A second, A Blast, a Flame
and in seconds thousands of lives perish
Perish in the Fire, Fire burning Red
HELL on Earth right before our eyes
On the streets below People running for their lives
Tears of terror, horror, and of sadness
Screams of children, women, and men
People jumping from the burning building above
And now the Giant Building collapses
Papers flying in all directions
Once someone's desk
Crashing to the ground
Glass falling like rain from the many windows
crumbling on the concrete streets
Time passes and people stand and stare
Missing their loved ones
And tears still drain our very hearts and souls
With love for my country!!

~*~

MY LOVE FOR YOU
Emily Clark
       
        You showed me how to love when no one else knew how
         You’ve taken me places I’ve never been and opened up the door
         You showed me what love’s really like, wonderful and grand,
         I want to spend every moment with you, holding the palm of your
        hand

         You’ve taught me how to kiss, and told me I should dance
         You’ve cared for me so specially and given me a chance
         You showed me how to be myself and say what’s on my mind
         You’ve reached to places in my soul I thought I’d never find
 
         I want you to remember how much you mean to me
         More than anything in this world, the ocean or the sea
         I want so much to tell you exactly how I feel
         You are the sun, the moon, the stars and my love for you is real

~*~
The Admirer
Robert E. Spalding
 
He rose rapidly to meet the dawn of a day so now present that he could feel the very essence of its own heartbeat.
pounding forth, gaining steam to meet the unending course of man
waiting expectantly for that one chance moment
forever felt and unyielding in its ability to allow him rest.
 
Faintly felt the morning of measure,
a day, oh yes, yet a day of unknown expectation, of want, of need,
loosed now his very soul to feel, yes perchance, to know in one moment
what so few know in a lifetime of moments
to know the unknown measure of her affection.
 
Stirred now by the need to be part of such a grand design, yet to pause
And perhaps catch his celestial breath at such a thought
“Could it be her?”
and to know that one very moment when her entire being is captured
by the veil of his affection.
 
As time dispensed the day he pressed himself to the eminency of the time
yet to be but so long sought and to wonder
if the lasting seconds of contact would be felt by one so possessed
of beauty and adorned so lavishly with the very kisses of the gods
would she ever know of the intensity of his ardor?
 
Time passes to the very moment of transitory acquaintance
and marches on as an army of unsought allies to a moment
when having met all measure, she passes, and with a glance
gazes past and strolls on into the night
unaware of even his innermost passion to know her.

~*~

WORLD
lisa coplin
                        THIS OLD WORLD IS LIKE NOTHING CAN'T BE FIXED BUT A FAMILY. BUT EVEN AT THAT THERE IS STILL SOME OPTIONS TO MAKE. WHEN SOMETHING GO'S WRONG I JUST THINK TO MYSELF AND PRAY OUT LOUD, TO MYSELF, OR WHISPER, TO GOD, JESUS, HOLY GHOST, OR AND. [ MEANING; BOTH, ALL, OR JUST ONE.]. WELL I GUESS I WON'T HAVE TO KEEP UP WITH THIS WORLD MUCH LONGER, BECAUSE I'LL BE GONE WITH MY SAVIOUR. [PRAISE THE LORD!!!] WELL I'LL HAVE MORE TO READ ABOUT LATER BYE  

~*~

PAINFUL MEMORIES
Snowflake
 
The pain of a writer gone mad
Too many thoughts to fit this pad
A body mired in bitter turmoil
Risking it all for a better world
Begging for another chance to breathe
Watching the world live in peace
Raped and left with only my pride
Torment eating my heart inside
Escaping the stares of disgust
Drowning in a black sea of distrust
Living in the failure of dreams
Soul ripped apart at the seams
My heart is a blackened hole
There is no saving my tortured soul
Fists bloody from the rage
While the world lives in a brighter day
All happiness has turned to lie
All my hope can do is die
Visions covered in blood
Suicide proved no good

~*~

I love you Grandma…
Melissa Dasbach
 
I cant believe you left me
I cant believe your gone
I fell so sad and lonely
And not wanting to go on
 
I sit and wonder why you left
Why you left me here
With you is where I want to be
In that great, big sky up there
 
You showed me things no one else could see
You taught me with style and grace
You showed me how to dance and sing
You showed me in heaven's place
 
I learned to play the piano
But I didn’t do it for me
I did it just to see
How happy you would be
 
You helped me through communion
You taught me how to pray
You taught me oh so well
With practice everyday
 
Grandma I am here
Thinking of you everyday
Wanting to see your smiling face
And wanting to watch you pray
 
I wish that you would come back to me
But I know my wish will not come true
The only thing I need right now
Is one last sight of you
 
Please let me know how you’re doing
Tell me if your having fun
Let me know everything
Is heaven as bright as the sun?
 
I hope you will watch over me
And tell me when I do wrong
Please help me out through life
By singing a little song
 
You filled my life full of joy
Which no one else could do
You taught me so many things
And…I ‘d just like to say thank you.
~*~
 

There are moments that need no words to be described

Moments where words aren’t enough.
Moments where words should be said but aren’t
Moments where the music you play complements that moment relayed.
Leaving moments attached to the CD’s you constantly play
“What you thought was right in the beginning is now wrong,
What was wrong now seems right,
What was thought to be right was in the end what you hadn’t thought of at all.
You where wrong to forget,
But believing that you where right back then in the first place, you denied yourself that pleasure of your knowledge and your natural ability to handle it well”.

Emma Sampson

~*~

Ben
Zachary Joshua Morrow

This account that I am about to spin,
Lies in fact...not in fantasy,
I loved him more...than words can say,
He sure was...the one for me.
 
His love unconditional...always by my side,
Steadfast in his way,
I've never known...love like this,
And he is with me...everyday.
 
His picture...I keep close to me,
So I may see him...everyday,
Each time that I...take a look,
He always seems to say.
 
"My love for you...is unconditional,
So is my loyalty, faithfulness and devotion",
Tears fall from blurred eyes,
And it fills me...with so much emotion.
 
Then one day...he passed away,
And my mind became a fog,
Ben was my...very best friend,
You see...he was my dog.
 
Some will say...I changed that day,
I'll admit...that they were right,
But he is with me everyday,
And I'll miss him every night.
 
Mere words just...could not convey,
Just what he meant to me,
I know I'll see him once again,
When time catches up with me.
 
Some will laugh...yet others cry,
Yet...I want no sympathy,
Because I thank God...for the privilege,
Of bringing Ben to me.

~*~

To Dead (fragment)
Africa, the only alternative for me...Pier Paolo Pasolini (+ 1975)
Martijn Pleit
 
From far i return to you
in lightness en warmth born sentiment
baptized when crying was a feast to hear recognized in Pier Paolo
at the origin of a madness heroic saga,
I walked in the light of history
my being however was always heroic
under your domination, most personal thought
in your trace of light, in the gruesome
suspicion of your flames,
everything thought to be true turned sour in the world,
within that history,
and became true,
lost life there to regain it,
and true life was what you could find beautiful.
 
the passion to give testimony first,
subsequently the rage to reveal;
that had it's source in you, hypocrite, dark sentiment.
And they may accuse me now for every ideal that governs me,
blacken me, abuse as being shapeless, fanatical dilettante, impure.
You isolate me, make life a fact for me.
On the stake i stand, i stake at the fire
and little it is that i win,
but what grand gain, the feeling that never wears,
my poor compassion,
that reconciles even my appropriate malice:
i can because i suffer too long from you.
 
I return to you, like an immigrant from olden days whom rediscovers home.
I am (intellectually seen) successful,
I am a fortunate man, just like in former times lacking conventions
Blind fury of writing poetry that rankles me.
young mans old age a minds tease,
in the past your joy with fear formed a whole, yes,
but in the present almost with different delight,
dead-gray  and barren: my disappointed elan.
fact is that you frighten me now,
because fact is that you are close to me,
being a part of my state of anger, of dark hunger,
fear of life as if the existence commenced again.
 
I am healthy what pleases you,
the neurosis festers aside of me.
of exhaustion i shrivel up, but not so that i give up.
the last light of youth laughs shining beside me.
all that i wanted i have had now,
i even came further than what the world probably expected:
dissected entity, i find in you inside me of my time the fulfillment and of the times.
Rational i was and irrationally likewise to the bottom and further.
And now... O, the desert, numb by the squabbling of the wind, fantastic and dirty
Africa's sun that brings light to the world.

~*~

THE INNER VOICE
Jenelle Jack
 
What is weakness failing
And being overpowered by strength goes away, finally
 
What is sadness fading
And being put down by happiness, is forced to show its face less
 
What is stupidity let down
And being handed a promissory note by wisdom, sinks
 
What is doubt thrown aside
And being tossed by confidence, has to hide behind a corner
 
What is self-unacceptance stomped on
And being stood on by self-acceptance, slowly dies
 
What is procrastination not put off, until tomorrow
And being told to finish by today, is complete
 
What is hopelessness broken
And being overcome by hope, fails
 
What is silence listened to
And being heard, reveals the inner voice
~*~
Digital Dog
Cecil Hickman
 
Digital dog a cool little dude,
Living with-in the digital world.
Never worrying about being rude,
Always thinking his hair should be curled.
He is a friend to everybody.
He has a greatest friend of all,
His truly lovable, Cody.
Sometimes he likes to play ball,
Also he loves to chase anybody.

~*~

Eagle, Soar With Me
Carol B. Shockley

I see you...
in the shimmering, half-plane of being, between awake and asleep.
 
Are you real, or just another figment of my imagination?
Do you have substance, or are you a dream, conjured by the desires of an unfulfilled hope, manifested by the complexities of my psyche.
 
Do I dare consider the possibilities, or dive into the comfort of unconsciousness?
No dreams, only the safety of the sameness of my continued, known existence.
 
What answers will the Universe bring?
Will it be the answer of hope, or will it be the sense of my own power
over the outcome of my own destiny?
 
This is the 'Witching Hour'.
 
Touch me in my innermost being, taste of me, in my desire!
Be one with me, if you dare!
Only the eagle will soar with me to the heights of shared ecstasy.

 

~*~
Crimson lake
on the forceps of my mind
Grasping at the wind
blind to see its truth, soft to feel it's touch
On the balcony of forever
I open my eyes
What once was a dream....
I lack the conviction
too many colours to love
too many people to hate
too much to endure!
Celestial lake
Take me now with thee.

Patricia Mendoza 

~*~

PARTY
James Morris
 
a balloon caught in the air-conditioning
head swirling
 
on the edge of her seat bored
 
finally something real
charades

***
 
their little fingers interlocked
lucky

~*~

SUNSET
K. Eltinaé
When I was born,
I left a scar on your body
When I lived,
I left a scar on your mind
When I have died
I left a scar on your beauty
But at the same time
I have left something behind
To haul like the dress of a bride in her costume
To fall out of sequence, like a journeying bird
I was not yours to keep, but to watch like a sunset
Until one day the edges would become tempting and blurred,
This bouquet is an old one
These were never my flowers
The stench of old memories is as violent as home
Contusions of forgiveness are all masked in this whiteness
In the lightness, I am worthy of in all of this dark
Your foot fell through the creaking boards of my condition
Into the palm of my hand and the crux of my heart
I was not yours to keep but to watch like a sunset
And to watch is to learn of what has fallen apart.

~*~

MY FIRST THANKSGIVING WITHOUT MY DAD
by Bobby Mathis
 
My first Thanksgiving without you here
In my heart you will always be near
 
Mom made banana pudding with fixins galore
For you and I to share and enough if we want more
 
Turkey is on the table, dressing, cranberry sauce too
What I would give to be able to sit by you
 
I am thankful for all the times we were able to share
I know in your own way you truly cared
 
Life is so precious, we don't have long at all
We never know when the lord will make his call
 
Of all the things that hurt Most of ALL
My daughter will never know the man we called "PAPA"

~*~


Home
Lindsay Davis

I watch the sun set as I look over the sea. What is it that has caught my eye? The waves. I watch the water roll upon the horizon. So beautiful. The midnight blue color blends with the sky. Hmm, lovely. I smile, sitting with my head resting on my knees. Arms linked around my legs. The tiny waves lap at my ankles. I love the experience of the short, electric pricks of the ocean, calling for me to come home. Life is simple. The sun, in all its orange, yellow, and golden glory, sinks beneath the world. I stand up, brush the sand off of my cutoff shorts and walk slowly along this stretch of beach. I reach the end of the sand and lay down. I rest my head on my hands, looking out at the sea again. My deep blue eyes match the water that I sea before me. I fall asleep listening to the lullaby of my home. I dream of everything and anything. I love the world. I love the ocean.

~*~

When I see you
Daniel  

You remind me of,
a blooming flower,
a refreshing rain shower,
or a shining star,
that seems so far.
But then i see you and,
the smile you your face,
is like a warm embrace,
the look in your eyes,
puts my tongue in ties,
the feel of your touch,
makes me want you so much.

~*~

The becoming
amanda wakefield

All the reminisce left behind
Too frail to let go and myself.....increasing blind
My environment engulfs in cobwebbed drapery
One sits in the dark alone....excruciatingly
Everything seems pause and the present....
Seems like a point in gray formless infinity
Before thyself is a portal
Oh look!!!! something not boring yet perhaps meaningful
Beaconing me to enter the mystery
and there he is
he awaits me
one is stolen
by the thieving ghost of all that was lost ...all that could have been
i once thought we were hopeless........
i am now sucked in to what could be perfected.....
the again
He is what lives in my void and mended heart......
he is my mind.....my other half......
the phenomenon that with him i found my mind more
welcome to my fantasy gripping reality......
i'm welcomed to the becoming....

~*~

   BRIAN AND VALERIE
                               Valerie Cox
So here I am again down on upon my knees, learning from my experience, I no longer trust all that my heart believes. So when you see me you may wonder why she leaves, and its the fact that you'll never know that makes me go, it's more than "us", it's everything.
Holding on with a grip that bleeds, slipping, realizing I'm not succeeding. So I'm free but only after now its glass that you have been gone long before i ever thought to leave, Yet I'm the one who did deceive you say to me with eyes that lie and lips that breathe the same thoughts that I thought I was crazy for having the idea to believe. I scratched the surface and you did me wrong, just a nick off the top and I didn't belong to you anymore I wasn't what you wanted to be. we couldn't exist in this life and maybe lives will pass again before we could ever be a reality. But now, I am a slave basking in my own liberty, happy being blue, While you are out happy living, without me, I'll be here, missing you.


~*~
Self-Worth Nightmare (Already There)
Rachel Maher

cracked heads and motorcars
is that all that spew
from my mind?
I wonder what you see
the gruesome images
of bitchslapping terrible
the victim shed her worth
Because of all knives through hearts
castaway has to be the worst.
And dying young has to be a sin.
so she stands there
beating her brains out
crying
whispering at the top of her lungs
for comfort.
She knows nothing but violence
feels nothing but grief
Happiness has never come to her
without wanting something in return.
Come
Kiss me on the mouth
and pretend I'm someone else.
And I'll pretend you're someone else.

~*~
TO ABBY
By bobby hamby
 
Crush me easily
lady day is fading
the stars have shone fearfully
feel the life that's ending
 
Tangle me appropriate
girl sight misleading
the clods are my associates
sounds without much feeling
 
Burn me insignificant
woman light parading
your blinding breeze is decadent
see your heart cascading
 
Leave me oblivious
female quiet temptation
loss that makes me curious
and drains my blood's sedation

~*~

SOMETIMES I BELIEVE THAT YOU REALLY CARED,
EVEN THOUGH YOU TOLD HER,
THE FEELINGS WERE NEVER THERE.
I FELT THAT YOUR LOVE WAS TRUE,
AND SO I STAYED WITH YOU,
THROUGH ALL THE TIMES THAT WERE ROUGH,
WHEN I HAD TO PRETEND THAT I WAS TOUGH.
I ACTED LIKE I COULD TAKE IT,
BUT IN PRIVATE I WOULD CRY.
I TRIED TO HAVE FAITH IN YOU,
BUT I COULDN'T SEE THROUGH THE LIES.
I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN IT WOULDN'T LAST,
SHOULDN'T HAVE LET IT GO SO FAST,
BECAUSE YOU TOOK A PART OF ME,
AND NOW YOUR WITH HER HAPPY AS CAN BE.
THAT PART OF ME I CAN NEVER GET BACK,
SOMEDAYS I FEEL LIKE I AM GOING TO CRACK.
YOU MADE ME THE PERSON I AM TODAY,
AND I DON'T LIKE THAT PERSON IN ANY WAY.
YOU BROKE MY HEART AND SMASHED MY TRUST,
I REALIZE NOW THAT WITH YOU IT WAS ONLY LUST.
I WISH I COULD GO BACK AND CHANGE THE PAST,
STAY AWAY FROM THE THINGS,
I KNOW WILL NEVER LAST.
CHANGE THE DAY THAT I MET YOU,
BECAUSE THEN MY HEART,
WOULDN'T BE BROKEN IN TWO.

brittany mather

~*~

Open your heart
Ali Mahmoudi
 
Your love is magic, you hypnotize me
You came into my way and set me free
Love and fantasy,
All around the galaxy
You made it brighter, so that I could see
Like a melody in the galaxy
See our love will start till the end of time
Take a glass of wine, you will always mine
Take my love for start
Open your heart, it’s all right
 
I feel you, don’t let the night go down on me
Count on me, let me be your destiny
See you find a way to my heart
We’ll never fall apart from the start
From the start till the end of time
Thank God I was right in time
Let the moonlight find out
Are you in, are you out?
I have nothing to hide
You’re playing with me seek and hide
Take my love for start
Open your heart, it’s all right

~*~

External thoughts, desperate too deep
Particular beds, can’t fall asleep
 
Shallow minds, sixteen deep lakes
General people, the glass breaks
 
Abrupt voices, envious love abused
Immediate attention, the flowers bruised
 
Lame excuses, there’s enough pain
Rapid apologies, warm summer rain
 
Barren lands, many disloyal fires
Tender hearts, high above wires
 
Major choices, the decision stuck
Unexpected sounds, out of luck
 
Calm seas, romance is reflection
Young marriages, a soon salvation
 
Kind children, bedtime they pray
Opposite directions, here to stay
 
Familiar places, still angry fears
Jealous eyes, much lonely tears
 
Weak arms, we must learn
Different lives, it’s our turn
 
Vertical horizons, spread the wing
Quiet music, rejoice and sing
 
Narrow spaces, shorter or longer
Empty homes, make us stronger
 
Hollow souls, hold the knife
Broken pieces, this is life

Loni

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