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

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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 Posting tonight for D'verse Poets Pub:   Sculpting a Poem

chiaroscuro by ecrimaga

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.

Image:

 Surreal by AnaCBStudio

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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IMAGE:  Exhale by Aimee Stewart

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

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

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 the-novice

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 Lynnette Shelley

 

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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IMAGE: Making a fresh start by Amanda Cass

HAPPY NEW YEAR!
.
.

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 1200^th 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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Image credit:

Enlightenment by aglaia b