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Grace
IDryad
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253
18.8.2021
9.15AM
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Tears for Roses

Ghost of a Rose
I reminded you of
today ghosts and roses
reminds me of us

our dreams and wishes
ending on a day
dated today when blossoms
bled into the ground

you left alone
embracing the skies
so blue
where I was

you're gone to where red roses smile
I'm  a ghost wandering like gossamer
following you  trying to see
over the veils of a perfect landscape

This date of any months
of any years
the number eighteen
spells Pain.

18.Nov.2020
18.Aug.2021


AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 281) Betrayal Of Hope (Taliban Are Here)

afghanistan ~ pays
brutal price ~ after western  
withdrawl ~ panic left

women ~ hide yourself
the taliban ~  are coming
equal rights now gone

puritanical
revivalists ~ essence of
unstoppable force




Grace
IDryad
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254
19.9.2021
6.07pm
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More Tears

tears of  sadness
tears of grief
for one who left
and didn't return

shed from eyes
turned inwards
looking at heart walls  
of  old photographs

I need no chants of loss  to hear
or mono dirges from old scars
no more soggy handkerchiefs
to wipe the wetness spilled

yet I stand here still
weaving the tapestry
of us, started years ago
loose strands yet to knot.

Bluevelvete
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the ease of casting stones

how do you shine?
Is if from
trial and error
repeating days
gone by and bye
stitched of a patchwork hope

impressed
embossed
and engraved


glittering
of righteous starlight
(the kind, only [day]dreamt)
found betwixt
hymns and chants
from light to dark
tenderly reflecting

bouncing back
sparkling
ardent truth

from a born essence
of where real beauty
raises it's lovely eyes

and validation







finally finds
it's place....


to forever
openly dazzle







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lepperochan
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Guardian of Shadows
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                             -o-2-o-

I don’t know where last week went
or several before it,
or where my insides are gone  
or how long it takes to smother
something  

make it a fleeting thought

               
                               -o-1-o-

If they come
I’ll leave through the window
I know exactly where to go from there
it’ll be barefoot and hairy legged
but I’ll take the adrenaline
any day of a long week
                 

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Grace
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20.8.2021
10.39am
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Ghost

she is a ghost
haunting an empty house
she is a spectre
standing by closed curtains
she counts minutes
by the ticking clock
breathing slowly
listening for sounds
in the quiet silence
watching  
floating dusts....

poet Anonymous

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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 282) Bruised State

in these hands
is a heart  
tied up with bruises
i offer it
willingly

knowing it’s pain
night reverberate
it’s ripple of love
is so much stronger
for you

in the scheme
of gods and men
it may seem
such a solitary drip
in an ocean of hearts

but it’s mine
if you saw
it’s potential to love
you Might accept
it’s bruised state



Bluevelvete
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The beauty of boldness


   First—
distinct sounds
arouse
curiosity peeks
from under
hooded eyes  
 
Senses flicker
signaling a body's  
autonomic response  
of
dire potent need  
 
Warming anticipation  
leads to lack
of impulse control  
and a willingness  
to completely succumb
 
Feelings multiply  
O' the sweet intensity
divine depths
of boldness
how it makes me feel  
 
exceptional  
unsurpassed

 
, as dark colors swirl
past my lips  
over my tongue
 
and I consume  
 
 
 
 
all of you.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 283) No Hesitation In Giving My All

in my blood
and bones
lays
a great poeric
love for you

theres
no freedom
from the feelings

keep looking
for the primise
of whhat lies
deep within
your heart

was made
to swim
in your soul

to feel
the soft murmur
of sighs
beautty of surrender
in a kiss

let me be
knight
soldier

the rock
foundation

to builld
love's
passion  upon

Bluevelvete
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It's about freedom...

Warm sheets out of the dryer
That first cool breeze,
 after months of sticky heat
Driving along, in a groove
 to the perfect driving song
When salty mixes just right with sweet  
Laying upon fresh cut grass
Puppy breath
People watching in the airport
The plane landing
 in a place I've never been before
Roses that are self grown
Writing a poem that I'm extremely proud of
Good stretching of tired muscles
Happy memories of my father
Doing somersaults in the pool
Striving for social justice
 and caring enough to be civically engaged
Waterfalls
Rainbows
The smell of ozone
That hint of new love blossoming
Really really good sushi
My favorite jeans
Breathing in salty beach air
with my feet dipped into the ocean
Being brave and knowing what courage is
Walking in the rain
Finding words, when before there were none
Movie theater butter popcorn
Rootbeer floats
The perfect kiss in the perfect place
Singing in tune
The colors blue, purple, red and black
Fresh cut pine
Binging an entire Netflix series
Birds that nest in my backyard
and their squirrel counterparts
Soft but firm pillows
Masculinity when it's sexy, not chauvinistic
Cosplay
Halloween
Horror movies
Anything zombie
Hiking in nature
Picturesque old weeping willow trees
Visiting museums and being lost in gorgeous art
Surrealism
Cats that play in boxes or ride the Roomba
Facials and manicures
The perfect haircut
That first spray of Ralph Lauren's Romance,
in Eau des toilette
The scale reflecting lbs lost
Chocolate chip cookies fresh out of the oven
A long hot shower
Deep tissue massages
The phone ringing and it's you calling
Knowing that real goodness is innate
 and it's true humility that begets true grace

and sometimes,
What is loved the most and hoped for,
can pale in comparison....


To all that IS stark freedom








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finally!

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