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Crying River

Crying River (The Untold Ballad) 

Undercover waters of rain dash
Cold children, no smiling splash
Tragic sobs, epic force of the mountain rain
Beautiful as it may seem -shallow basin 

She cries a tune, 
Mocking the Maple lands, a beautiful tune
Crooked Cornwall, she steams with the moon
Oceanic dreams, monsoon season, she swoon's
Frozen, dead, ice skating rink
Her wind, Pretty Chains O Lake 
Wet and Wild, the Elk drinks from her garden
Water falls from the lids of Jordan
Beautiful as it may seem with open curtain

When the ocean succeeds away from the sea
She's wide awake during winter's rain and breeze
Lost in the mud's of Bellaire's heartache,
River Blues, ice cold snap, bayou stirring up
Racing rivers crying by the western gutter
Silent, bells chime in the Black Mallard waters
Streams, blowing and drying dew droplets
Little rapid tears, everything spotless
Sugar, Swan waves down by Devils Creek
Listen to the thunder bay rolling deep
Beautiful as it may seem, she weeps

A northern world with streaks of falling rain
Pretty running white hair pane
A weather vane, snow dangles above her domain 
Beautiful crying winds
In the Eyes of Michigan


Copyright © SKAT A

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A Little Snowflake

There once was a little snowflake
that was beautiful, cold and white
He was created up high within the clouds
during a storm one winters night

There were millions and millions of other flakes
but, no two that look alike
So, every snowflake received a name
and, his given name was Mike

Now as long as the wind was blowing hard
the more Mike hung around
But, it made him large and heavy
For, now he's heading towards the ground

There was Susan, Steven, Jimmy and Kyle
There was Sally, Kim and bill
They all came down together with Mike
as they landed on a sill

Of a cold and frosty window
on that stormy winters night
They gathered all together 
as they waited for morning light

The sun then rose above the horizon
it's light...lit up every flake
The colors that came from all Mike's friends
a rainbow it did make

The beautiful snow lit morning
left Mike nowhere else to roam
But, he was happy to be there with all his friends
as he made that sill his home

Copyright © Roger Horsch

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Rebel Girl

She doesn't believe in quiet love
wasn't born to bleed shyly,
couldn't care about the cost of conquest,

Too beautiful to be bitter, and too young to be cynical,
a cerebral seducer, a critical killer of caution,
too clever to be a casualty of competition,
the antithesis of a quiter
a warrior woman first,
the woman for whom I thirst,

When the battles are long
with the night swallowing safety
and your armor heavy
come to me with body ready,
be naked in my handsome hands
which grip your fatigued feet as if they are my clay of choosing,
sit into me in a bath of luxurious warmth, chamomile lavender calm,
Rebel Girl, happy and hugged with your back against my caring chest,
trusting my rubbing, loving my touching,
your lips moving in silent approval,

The war will return for us
testing our bruised wings of heart,
but tonight we defend this castle of loyal love
sheltered from storm and suffering  -


Copyright © Justin Bordner

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Beautiful Pain

Shes The prettiest picture…In The Ugliest Frame. 
We Turned A Beautiful Love Into A Beautiful Pain 
And There Was Never Another ..She was My Sun And My Moon. 
Soon As I Told Her I Loved Her…(She Said)…”Baby Now Your Doomed” 
There was A Time That I loved You…Thinking You Love Me The Same. 
Transformed A Beautiful Love Into A Beautiful Pain. 
And Now My Heart Is So Heavy You Couldn't Lift It With Crane. 
You Were The Sun In My Sky But Know Im Praying For Rain. 
To You Forever Meant Never…To Me True Meaning Remained. 
Our Love No Longer Distinguished cause You extinguished our Flame. 
I Vowed To Never Give Up..Cause I was Hoping You’d Change. 
How Do You Capture A Heart That Doesn't Want To Be Claimed. 
She’s The Prettiest Picture In Hideous Frame 
Know Your Intentions Insidious But still I love you the same. 
My Heart was clearly departed hoping your memory fades. 
Even Made cupid feel stupid and start to question his aim. 
I promise never again and there  is no need to explain. 
Face It…No Body wins when treat love like a game. 
And there was never another She was the stars and my Moon.

Copyright © Micah Watkins

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second tribute

"Destroyed By a Poet"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

Precious are the words 
Only your heart can serve 
Every Beautiful thought 
Tends to leave us caught 
Deeply in the mix 
Entertaining the thought of getting a fix 
Strong enough to lift 
The heart in us all, providing a gift 
Relative to what we most desire 
One inspiration that takes us so much higher 
Your eyes touch this when confronted by the mirror 
Every part of you is somehow superior 
Rare, Loveable, all things of that such 
And the fact of knowing you, to this poet means so much 

Copyright © eric boddie

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I bent down 
kissed the top of her head gently 
For , I must go, 
in to the night 

This beautiful blue world 
I cannot see it all in one day 
Sails set and unfurled 
Moon, full 
Silver at play 

A kiss to last... 
A day... 
A lifetime... 
For, I must go.. 
In to the night 

On the deep blue 
As wide... 
As my heart is open 
Beautiful blue world 
I love it too 

One day at a time 
A kiss to last... 
A journey... 
As far as the heart, 
is prepared to go 
A kiss to last 
Journeys' past 

One day at a time 
This beautiful blue world 
Held in my hand 
Like a kiss... 
A set sail... 
Such things 
To my heart, 
always last

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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Love Passionately

Love Passionately
To love passionately is to love freely without expectations. To love with all your heart deeply, holding nothing back giving more than one thought possible. This love excites more than any aphrodisiac known to mankind. 
To love passionately one experience’s moments of shear excitement at the thought of their true love. Loving without ever thinking of oneself, frees the mind and body to love without ever holding back. This love is deeper and has no regrets; as you never think about what if, because you just love!
To love passionately gives you such pleasure you can hardly think or breathe at times; as this love and passion just comes back to you. Loving without thought of yourself brings happiness, inner peace, and fulfillment to you along with all the passion you so freely give.
Debbie Knapp

Copyright © Debbie Knapp

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A House On the Cliff's Edge

There is a house on the cliff’s edge,
Around a quiet, unmarked shoreline
At night, the tide lifts high against a foggy moon
In the morning, gloomy clouds settle with the sea
At times, not even the birds are seen or heard
The house is left to nature’s caress

Home-crafted seashell chimes sway and sing with the wind
Crushed sand dollars lie together on the back porch
The shells were once whole, collected by the former owners
Long gone are they now, smiling with the moon
The owners are the very sound of the ocean spray,
Striking the rocks, announcing the cool dawn of day
They are not the dark, empty rooms,
The rooms that nobody thinks of as they go about their lives
The quiet owners are long gone—thought of only by one
A stillborn legacy about as tiresome as the sun,
When the clouds crisp out its beams . . .

A seawater puddle is in the middle of the dining room
Nobody knows it sits there, sinking in the floorboards
It used to be a far larger puddle after a storm,
Stealthily leaking into the house
But now it is small—so small—and the boards are moist,
Moist with its only companion amongst the instilled silence

Nobody thinks of empty, abandoned rooms
Nobody remembers the former owners
They were not much for socials and gatherings
They always lived their quiet, happy lives
Without a care of the outside world,
Far from anybody’s thought
Miles from the nearest home
Where the next generation comfortably lives 

He never finished fixing that leak . . .

Sometimes the puddle gets bigger after other storms
And when it does, there is almost life there again
You can see the chandelier reflected on the unperturbed water
As a crystal dangles and falls from on high
The dark silence following the drop is as deep as thought . . .

Nobody thinks of empty, abandoned rooms
Nobody remembers the former owners
There is merely a house on the cliff’s edge
Around a quiet, unmarked shoreline

-March 21, 2013-

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal

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A letter of love

You felt it when you sent your first love letter, 
you loved it when you got your first one back.
You smiled when you read that he loved you, 
you longed to express that love back.                           

You laugh at the misspelt words, 
and take comfort in his hidden mistakes.
His unsteady writing runs through you, 
like your heartbeat, it trembles and shakes.

Your eyes swell at the sight of his name,
as you know the close is near.
You rush back to where he said he loved you, 
careful not to smudge with a tear.

You smile when you read it again,
with your thumb caressing his name.
You long over every last word this time,
still knowing that you'll read it again.

Copyright © Simon Maye

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Fairies are beautiful creatures that live a world of their own
Some have powers and do magic some even get full grown,

These are creatures that have wings that sparkle with a bright light
They even have little wands that light up at night,

I believe in fairies as much as I believe in myself
Some fairies even have small friends called elves,

The small creatures are beautiful and free
People may look at you funny because they don't believe,

I will always believe in all mystical creatures
Even if some of them have funny features,

If we all could try to believe in something they may not be real
Just maybe then the world would be a better place and we can express how we feel.

Written By:Unique Poetry 2015

Copyright © Michelle Born

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what is real love

What is real love ?
Should it be plain like a cow ?
Or furious like a bow ?
Or with results for what you sow ?
True love is affection
Real love is determination
Actual love is your close connection
Promising love is your reflection
Outward loves never succeed
Inner loves never have greed
In the case of true lovers
Never do things of cowardice
The world is a stage 
People do unwanted things in a fit of rage
Fill your heart with pure love
Be peaceful like a dove
True love does not need inspections
Only your lovely rhythm sections
If people really love 
They should have done anything for their mourning dove ...
NO! they did not
So what is the meaning of tying a Knot ?
The present world should understand its meaning 
Or else they would be left whining
What is the reason of family disputes ?
Its nothing but the partial love of family members
People are now blind on gods
They do not understand that love is god
O pretty nature 
Why are people not mature
They talk about it
But never understand its meaning - even a bit
O lovely animals
Why are people innerly criminal
All god say love all
Why do their followers say everyone is false before your eye ball
O blue sea
Please answer me
You watch us daily
Tell me - why this discrimination really
O long sky 
The place where birds fly
You always invite so many birds 
But why people , who have come from you see some as different herds
Tell me O green forest
Tell me ...
Why do we practice inequality
Why , even after when we got freedom and liberty 
If people do not feel love
I would not be able to feel even the glove
Love all , Serve all
That's what I can say
Even after you , I and the earth - all lay .......

Copyright © manasvini surya

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In Your Beautiful Eyes

As I look into your beautiful eyes,I see the world as i hope to see it

and that is as beautiful as your wonderful eyes are

with the holiness and glory of the Lord flowing around

with the Lord watching down on us

going through life together forever praising 

Him in your beautiful eyes!

Copyright © Brian Baskin

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Should i wait or are you here

Should one be took for granted?
Should the heart broken be to blamed?
Should this girl be cold with nothing nor anyone to hold to warm up?
Should I be forgotten?

Wearing this fake smile wishing to be dead
Wondering if these words are best to describe
Tears stained upon my face

Wishing someone could just love her the way she is
This is me 
This is who I am
Race is not the matter to my eyes

The words
The eyes
The way he speaks

Come my knight 
Be with me 
Warm me
Make this smile real
Kiss me like you'll go though I know you will leave after the sex

Create my image
Don't treat me as a little girl 
Please come and kiss me

Copyright © lone wolf mystery

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Like others that love in haste,
and their passions go to waste...
I mustn't write end
to this beautiful story
like a sad tragedy;
I've come to the conclusion
that there are more questions
than answers that need
to be considered
and leave nothing to suspicion!

There wouldn't be a victory,
if we ran away from sincerity;
I've seen lovers lose
their chance at happiness...
all because they didn't choose
to be true and wise!

Like people unsure of themselves,
twisting cover them up
with bitter  sweetness...
I musn't write end
to this beautiful story
that needs to be told intact:
to lovers who risk  everything         
with hearts so open to joy!

And I won't be satisfied until I breath
the same air that you breath,
and go through Hell to reach Heaven...
to be sure that I never be coming back!

I mustn't write end to this beautiful story; 
let these hearts  find their own glory!

Copyright © Andrew Crisci

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I'm Sorry

 im sorry ive caused you pain.
i thank you for sticking by me through everything.
and not giving up on me. i dnt no what
i would do if you had given up on me.
Im sorry ive lied to your face and you knew it,
but you still loved me the same as before.
so i thank you.
i dont know if i would be here with you if you had given up on me.
im sorry ive broken your trust over and over,
and you still wanna trust me.
i thank you again.
i dont know wat i would have done if you didnt trust me.
im sorry ive done things behind your back,
even though i promised you i would never do them.
im sure you knw but you never said anything.
i wish you would have. it would have saved us all alot of pain
i thank you for never giving up on me.
i dont no how to tell you how much i love you.
mom i love you sooooooo much you wont ever no how much i love u and thank you for everything

Copyright © jaremy mount Jr

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The Dragon

The Dragon.

In the mountains near the land of Nord
Their lived a fiery Dragon
He had such hot and fearsome breath
Yet he kept his tail a dragging
Because he knew he wasn't bad
He was shy and that was all
And if he looked too meek and mild
Then folk would treat him cruel.

He met this little lad from Kelt
One day whilst coasting round
With fire belching from his mouth
And roaring fearsome sounds
The little lad was terrified
When he saw this thunder brute
And the dragon he was hurt indeed
As this fear he did intuit.

He said "I'm sorry little boy
But I'd not do you harm
I rasp and roar like this you know
So folk will leave me calm
I really want to be your friend
It's so lonely being me
Then the two they walked off arm in arm
It was beautiful to see.

Socrares Dec 7 2003

For Carol Eastmans contest 'Children's Fable

Copyright © Peter Duggan

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Best Friend

I remember the very first time I saw you,
You wiped the sweat off your forehead,
I remember what all I use to say to you,
Followed my heart, I love you,
Maybe I needed to guard what I say,
Or express it in another way,
I hope I did you no harm,
Or is that what you call destiny,
Please know in your heart,
Eventhough how things played out,
My life and all its' worth,
Worth calling existing - living,
And without ever crossing paths,
My life would have been blah,
Words can not express how I feel about you,
Celebrate our love, if nothing more ever than be my best friend,
You are my very breath and hope of hearing from and possibly seeing you,
The very reason I make it through another day,
Our love we will celebrate far and away,
But in my heart, you are right here with me today,
I love you friend,
You make this world and all it contains worth living,
My heart smiles when it thinks of you,
I will somehow express my heart before I leave this earth,
So much I want to say,
I don't want to complicate things,
I just want you to be healthy, happy and carefree,
I know you love me,
You don't have to say it like I so often do,
I knew day one, 
When I became good friends to you!
I love you, boo!
I do!
Best of luck,
Live like you were dying!

Copyright © Jason Fisher

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Words are meaningless and forgettable, if there is no action and feeling involved..

Copyright © Ashwin Baijnath

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A true friend

A Friend.

Associates, I’ve had so many
But let us speak of friends.
It be a term so often used
But I’m the worst of men
When it comes to picking holes in things
And a true authentic friend
He be as rare as rocking horse poo.
On a friend you can depend.

A friend would be there to the end
He’d take naught for himself
Oh yes a friend be wonderful
And adds to life much wealth
You know that when the chips are down
And the whole wide world looks grim
That friend will always be with you
His light will never dim.

This be as rare as hens teeth
But when the day does come
That you find this special friend
Your life will cheer up some
She’ll always soothe and comfort you 
And make you feel real great
A friend is someone sent to you
By the tender hand of fate

Cherish him or her so much
Cause when some-one your heart does touch
There ain’t no treasure on this Earth
There nothing that could have the worth
Of the one who loves and listens to
And gives support always to you
A true friend he till forever
He will not betray you, never!

Copyright © Peter Duggan

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I woke watching television news
The jet plane is soaring high note
Operation Sulu is launched forth
Until the intruders to get out
Malaysia always chose to peace
Come and let us all save peace

Philippines is wanting peace
For Sulu Archipelago is its part to ease
Sulu Royal Army chose to enter because of peace
They call homeland in the book pages 
They decide to stay and die never ended
Many see this is not a good choice
But for them this is a pride to hold and take
Come and let us all save peace

For Malaysia also has to protect its state
Its sovereignty whether lives at stake
It has chosen the space to negotiate
And has given the time to withdraw in peace 
But the “intruders” is hard to take the leave
Come and let us all save peace

Many children cried
Much wives shed tears
Every Mothers weep
Their love ones died but with pride
Our prayers to put ahead their faith
Come and let us all save peace

The eyes of the world where are you?
The humanitarian aid you have to do
Don’t you see the lives are here waiting?
The civilians need your helping
Do not wait until the time lapse to nothing
Come and let us all save peace and do something.

Come and let us all save peace
Take part and let us all save peace
Pray and let us all save peace
Where are you peace activists?
Come and let us all save peace
Let us all save peace!

This is the day that Malaysian Forces conducted “Ops Sulu” to drive the group from Sulu that recently entered Tandu’, Lahad Datu, Sabah. 12:41PM, 5th March 2013, Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia. 

Please Print and Distribute to Save Peace. Thank you
Get the copy here:

Copyright © Neldy Jolo

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Memories Linger

Memories Linger
	Soft and sweet, so little and tender,
I pray again someday we’ll meet.	
Memories that seem so far away, replay in my mind again today.
Giggles sound as your tender touch is felt!
	Then and there to here and now prayers form;
bringing memories back into sight.
Soft and sweet, my little angel plays. 
Breathe it in; smells' baby soft from memories past, 
unfold and bloom!	
Until we meet again, memories forever linger of my little angel.

Debbie Knapp

Copyright © Debbie Knapp

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A beautiful sky,so red

A beautiful sky, so red 
Scattered as far as the eye can see 
Words cannot be said 
A beautiful sky, 
for me 

I looked up, 
to a beautiful sky, so red 
To be a cloud 
Yet, I am down here instead 

The sun painted its' colour 
beautiful and red 
throughout the sky 

A beautiful sky, so red 
melted away 
Dark blue 
Some say... 
Transformed the day, 
to something new 

The sky darkened 
Night was here instead 
To steal the light.... 
of a beautiful sky,  so red 

I have become a night 
Lost in starlight 
Onwards I sped, 
to find a beautiful sky , so red

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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The Poem of Everything

With a mass influx of background radiation
Strengthens the idea of a cosmic inflation 
Ten seconds of magic starting with a bang 
Leaves religious hearts with a heavy pang 
What before was that of a mysterious bubble
Was to be unwound by the discovery of Hubble 
That creation is expanding at the speed of light 
Makes the naked eye struggle for a clear sight 
To only that of which our minds can observe 
Which some do believe is shaped in a curve 
Believed before that it was in fact much flatter 
For not in parallel lines can keep this dark matter 
In this space appears to be no electric charge 
Keeping Apollo at bay, and Armstrong at large 
What conditions would allow life of intelligent form?
Or withstand heat or the sweep of a galactic storm
Into the mass amount of scientific speculation 
The idea of which a metric theory of gravitation
Can imply through discovery of Einstein’s Ring 
Even light from a far, will make your eyes sting 
So even now we can see those many stars 
And some assume we could even have life on Mars 
But what about that gaping hole in the Milky Way?
That feeds on the mighty energy and light as its prey 
A region of spacetime where nothing can escape 
Hidden between the stars in its invisible cape
Through event horizon time ticks more slow 
To truly unravel space, that we may never know

Copyright © Faith Carmichael

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Heart beat

Every single beat of the heart should not be wasted but mutually felt,shared and treasured..

Copyright © Ashwin Baijnath

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I wanted to put myself in a space occupied by happiness
Sweet embrace of the breeze felt in the sea side of Pahut Bongao near Sanga-sanga
Everyone is happy doing the ritual of Panulak Bala’
The month to throw misfortunes that Tausug believed
Beach full of dancing waves from the sea 
Never limit the horizon of falling leaves of trees

2 January 2013
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago

Copyright © Neldy Jolo

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The storm

The storm

The sky above was filled right up
With big, black, monstrous clouds
The thunder hit the blackened skies
His voice so very loud
Forked all across the morning skies
Fiery fingers streak on out
Then the thunder rumbles loud and strong
And rain is all about

Oh how that rain came teeming down
Just like it’s on a mission
To wash away the whole damned earth
As with her quiet precision
Mother Nature puts the pressure on
To warn us human souls
Of the damage she could do
With the power in her role

The rain, It pours down onto me
But I don’t feel a thing
I’m covered by my wetland gear
And my heart begins to sing
For me, I love these thunder storms
With all their mighty power
Though some on seeing all this drama
Would hide away and cower.

17 August 2013 @ 1708hrs.

Copyright © Peter Duggan

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Nature Poem

I was alone with my thoughts as I tread
deep in the heart of a forest bed
of green grass and flowers with fragrance divine
where I found a Heavenly sign...

I saw Natures Cathedral today 
A beautiful tree deep in the green 
with the sun as it's crown like I've never seen
Nature beamed on this vision of Joy...

I knelt at this alter of peace
my  prayers flowed like the waters that HE
once tread upon in welcoming home
Other lost souls just like me......

I found Natures Cathedral today 
A beautiful Cross truly sublime
like a new start in life the beginning of time
I knew that HE stood there close to me..

In Nature's Cathedral today.....

Copyright © Judy Konos

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Black isn't our name its Beautiful

Being black is not just a figure of speech

Its a noun, adj., & knowing when & when not to turn the other cheek

Many pioneers has lived with the mis representation

While some died fighting to end the civil frustrations

Being black isn't as bad as it may look

Our physical properties don't represent the makings of a crook

Our natural elements are sustainability & resilience

Our original nature made us uniquely

Brilliant enough to handle our own responsibilities

Our culture is design to shine bright so that everyone can see

The Afro American culture sets the tone for a concrete society

And need no help to raise our family

just equality

Even with methods that was used to torment us

"We shall overcome" was a phrase that helped boost us

"By any means necessary" we struggled through the turmoil

Once we began to re "know thyself" the bigots of the world started to boil

Then had to recognize our true uniting potentials

They psychologically uses entertainment to convince us

And install hate inside our mental

Through dis associating our past & segregating our class

Degenerating our creative intentions

Re imagining our mind with criminal inscriptions

So Trust

All we got is us

Our ingredients posses spiritual reasons to teach

They figure since we was enslaved & freed

Afro Americans wouldn't know how to reach

We paved the way to preach

So to prove their unintelligent

They dictated our intellectual & spiritual nature by the color of our butts

Pardon my speech

Copyright © Kamal Al-Adil

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I love the Singer in an All Girl Band

I love the Singer in an All Girl Band 
Loch David Crane, 1976

I dreamed about  'ya in your pixie shoes
and watched ‘ya stomp on all my blues;
I dreamed about 'ya in your fishnet tights
and how ‘ya kept me up all night.

I dreamed about 'ya next day too      
when my mind should'a been on school.
I dreamed about ‘ya in your leather skirt
‘til my heart began to throb and hurt.

I dreamed about 'ya at a biker dance,
a third leg grew inside my pants.
I dreamed about 'ya and what I’d do
if I could go to bed with you---

But you don't know me an' I think it's true
that I could never succeed with you.
I may as well make other plans
'cause I love the singer in All Girl Band.

My heart is locked in my rib cage
prisoner of a new-wave age; 
the only way to set it free
is if you will make love to me.

I've seen the future-- it's black and blue
from random violence, dancin' too;
but that is where I'll have to stand
'cause I love the singer in All Girl Band.

Copyright © Loch David Crane

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Am I ok to be dull, 

Is it fine to be without 


Will I be a joyful

memory in your mind.

I asked:


okay to be happy

apart from me.

Never replace my 

joyous gift with grief.  

In the spaces or gaps.

Your light should

fill- in, removing,sadness,

with a "well lived life". 

He expressed:

Be happy ,with me-

or apart from me;

Love wouldn't have it  


He reiterated:

What's Understood;

needs no explanation

He said:

What kind of man would I be,




I may never return. 

He spoke again:

You have taught me that happiness 

and all of it's glory will never die.

And sadness lingers on for ever. 

Said I:

Away from you by

death or by distance.

Will still leave me responsible

for your smile.

From the brightness of your smile;

Everyone will be aware, that it be I  

who put it there- 

Even after years have passed

You with your new love,

Alas !

It  would be me that left you


He reported: 

All the records will be

set straight and show,

That I was the man

"who brought out the best in you-

made joy in the depths of you".

He chanted:

I then realized my joy could never

subcomb to sadness again;

Neither to death- nor poverty -

not time- nor distance.

So I will rejoice when you come,

I'll live off the memories

your endless joy has brung.

So until you come again, 

I will smile and illuminate

the days so brightly.

So bright... that even the next man

will praise your ways

and ask me to share the secret of your magic 

I shall live in memories of happy days;

In the cheerful thoughts of men.

 Final # episode of love

Copyright © Vicki Acquah