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Grace
Grace
Idryad
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28.7.2021
4.50am
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Us, again

will you be born before me
this time let it be
I'm not there yet dear
missing another lifetime
again, maybe

will I dance alone
in the circle of cycle
travelling back to life
to love, in faith, in devotion

not a day goes by....
missing you.

AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 259) Bewitching Blue

her gorgeous blue eyes
easily captivating
my soul's existence


_feral
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little savage

 
 
deep down those wells for eyes  
i believe greatness often skips  
a generation in a bloodline,
 
it's those eyes  
that cry thunder and lightning
hoping to strive for something better
than my ancestors ever dreamed of,
 
the same eyes  
that stare into my portrait
having the cheek to inform me  
about getting old & hairy  
as i wish happy birthdays in kisses
how savage she is;
in all her curiosity for a strange wilderness
befriending humans & beasts  
her eyes come across,
a mischievous giggle waiting to erupt  
in a vast world
waiting to be shaken by her footprints  
wherever she decides to take  
her own steps,
a girl who constantly reminds me
you can never erase  
the soul of a gypsy
when they've pounded feet  
into soil they dare  
to walk upon,
 
i believe  
greatness  
often skips  
a generation  
in a bloodline
 
my little  
savage;
 
walk on
walk on
walk on.
 
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28.7.21

Bluevelvete
Bluevelvete
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ridiculous dreams and an inkling that might still linger


I think (or dream)

there was only one...
who (knew)
that particularity

where being finally found
is bound by individual choice
perhaps a consensuality of a lifetime

the only one
brave enough
to show beauty in weakness

when the ache required truth
and truth required
a heart to love
without an iota of bias

the only one
to appreciate and recognize,
knowing how judgment,
corrodes and corrupts;

that being open
means
in
every.
single.
aspect.

[not just the easy
and the 'sanitized']

the only one
to utterly accept
from stem to stern

epitomizing breadth of devotion
the kind embodied in story
and crafted of legend

staring out
from behind heart crushing
blueish emerald

the only one
who dared dream
along with such
ridiculous dreams

convincing a sour naysayer
that ridiculous
is exactly
how dreams



ought to be dreamt






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Grace
Grace
Idryad
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Solitude

a bird twittering alone
perched on a leafless bush

a rainy day dawn
water trickling down a stream
a rust coloured falling leaf


these shared long ago
they fit today


Northern_Soul
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-Missy-
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On escape

 

There were
two of them

small boys
who had dragged
a paddling pool
over a burned out
mobility scooter

one shouts
to the other
“quick — blast off
before Corona gets
inside the rocket!”


the adults
wouldn’t admit it
but the kids
have got it right.

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#NoPoo [200]

Whoop whoop! So pleased to have hit the 200 mark… 🥳

lepperochan
lepperochan
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Ladies and gents

Thanks for keeping this book going. I’ve had some things going on. I’ll be back shortly. your presence and words are much appreciated

Eamonn

AspergerPoet56
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On escape

 

There were
two of them

small boys
who had dragged
a paddling pool
over a burned out
mobility scooter

one shouts
to the other
“quick — blast off
before Corona gets
inside the rocket!”


the adults
wouldn’t admit it
but the kids
have got it right.

Written by Northern_Soul (-Missy-)
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Northern_Soul said:

#NoPoo [200]

Whoop whoop! So pleased to have hit the 200 mark… 🥳



Congratulations on hiting the double century

Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
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AspergerPoet56 said:


Congratulations on hiting the double century


Thanking you

_feral
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sixpence air

 

think of wind

scraping fingers
through your hair,
catching droplets
falling down
from your forehead

how tornadoes
twist in humid rage,
spitting houses
out of their
belly buttons
without a scrap
of mercy

i guess they
don't teach you
how to not fuck
with air signs,
how we spit
everything out

until you
learn what
tornadoes
feel like.

 
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29.7.21

AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 260) Signs Of Sweet Sustenance

recognition of
a heartbeat ~ nourished by love
is seen through the eyes




_feral
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celestial thoughts

 


i sit quietly
listening to
clouded
thoughts

that only
live one way,
understood
in the eyes
of others

who only
care to taste
vanilla clouds
hanging on
blue skies

oh—

how you
haven't
met an
eclipse
yet.

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29.7.21

Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
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Passive-aggressive Pringles tube

 
 
When you drink
it’s easy enough  
to slam one down
on the table
 
chug back
to make bad days
and stupid people
disappear
 
they never tell you
in your sobriety
you’ll wander
Asda aimlessly  
 
past the booze aisle
looking for something,
anything to take  
the edge off.  
 
Let’s be clear now
a tube of Pringles
is no ice-cold
Friday Jim Beam
 
but I’m holding
a sour cream bad boy
in my clasped hands
praying for an exit sign
 
knowing once I pop
I just won’t stop—
kinda what got me here
in the first place
 
 
 
…irony.
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Bluevelvete
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The spotlight of ugliness within soft, gentle beauty.

To me, it's about total inclusion
because every little nuance
does speak louder than
some signs howling of unity
others, confirming bias

widening , where narrow
is most obvious
looking inside ourselves
taking stock
knowing exactly
where weakness lies—
(should be where we grow)

at times, reevaluating
when shining of inexperience
or as fear soars upon clouded words
with a status quo from yesteryear
easy thoughts roll off the tongue
illuminating disregard
of the all, the whole
that surrounds us from each side

and how impactful
upon every single soul

is this glaring dark discrepancy
when only those deity selected
to be 'soft and tender'
only when beauty proclaims
or when the right ones decide

my heart aches
at the crossroads of emotional hurt
shown, touted and condoned
an unknown (perhaps known)
or feigned?

purposely, though,

I've seen reason enough-
where privilege rallies such favor
instead of the condemnation
that's utterly deserving

where some imagination and beauty
isn't all that it's cracked up to be

when exclusion
is the rip tide
to the smooth current
that flows



in a supposed grace-like prose








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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 261) Callused Love

weathered hands felt good
she loved the way they moved slow
across her body
owning those secret places
moaned sigh of satisfaction


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