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Monday, May 13

On disappearance and selfishness


She  went after her dog

Nearly dusk

“Luna! Come to mum!”

Hours gone

Despair grown

Nowhere to be found

Never seen again

The dog up at dawn

Though

Some  accuses the bullying guy

Others : ‘she just run away.’

I say

What the hell

She’s ruined my day...



Image credit: In A Dark Wood by Scott Hunt

Sunday, June 25

on she and his ( re edited)


Coming out of the woods

They...

First time

He feels proud, male

She...

Not what she had expected

She ...

Not what she had so thoroughly

Dreamt about

What a foul.

And he...

He feels proud and even sexy.

No words in the way back

His head up

Hers down.

Searching for answers

Why

In the first place

She ...

For so long

Had behaved

As if on sale.


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Saturday, March 11

it seems (re edited)



It so seems to me
That you spy me
From the corners of time
Which they say no longer is
For such thing
Does not exist
But I remember…

It so seems to me
That you are near
Because I dream you
In the deep far ends
Where my memory gets
And you peer into my mind
Since those days when
My skinny body was
Made of young cells
And bewilderment…

 And it so seems
Because I sense you
Like a dry tear
To the departed dead.

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Tuesday, February 21

fag


 
An inmate of
This being of
Mine  
This ripping of
A lonely soul
Out of
Rhyme.
Exhaling to toss
Inhaling, hard chore
I don’t listen
I am off
I drag
I cough.

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Thursday, February 9

the bane of my life

cheer up
you
hurt bones

look up
sad eyes

come together
stretch

go deep
into that ocean
of a soul
so long
lost
gone

farewell
half smile

welcome
that heart
between
 my lips


Sunday, December 6

erase



time does not erase
or takes away
or gets rid of

time is only 
a reminder 
of time itself
of this inability

to forget
 forgive
 foresee.

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IMAGE > blue by GooFE

Saturday, December 28

Touch

 
____________________
 
 
No need for  words
 
Or   thoughts
the birds
and
all
 
All you know
I need
 
You know
 
All you need
I  know
 
All we  know
I need
 
I know
 
 
Our touch...
 
______________________
 
Going Green by 

Friday, March 29

We shared a yester day


 

 

I’ll put parsley on top

I’ll celebrate you are keen on me

And wonder why the rest don’t

It’s ‘cause I escape

Become invisible

Hate being noticed

For the one I am

Is all that you see

And the so much more

Vanishes with the cinnamon

Again basil will be the taste

And I’ll celebrate

With sushi and rice

That you said

Why is it

The rest don’t.

 

 

Gaia  by

 

Monday, December 31

2013, or...


 

 

...Good...

Another year’s gone

Will all

your wishes come true?

Are you going to

 resolve any of the twelve?

They should be thirteen

instead

It does not seem as if it were

to start

all over again

Feels more like

 a continuity of what

began centuries ago

And

That is lasting

Now

 too long.

...Bad...

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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Tuesday, December 11

Another Mercury Day


 


Tomorrow is

Another Wednesday

In the middle

As any other

Wednesday

And some might bother and

be mad at it

Tomorrow is

the third day of any week

and the 1200th of our gay game

Flippant, playful

Teasing

Tomorrow I

will have forgotten you

And you’ll be reminding me

there was a day

when we were

active and bouncy

And it happened on

A Wednesday…

I’d say

so volatile and

ephemeral

as any other damned Wed.

Tomorrow

Will be

Just another

 today...- and that's

Good enough.

 

 


[About three hours for 12/12/12...HAPPY Tomorrow

Hoping it'll be a good day to everyone]
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