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Era To Evolve

Time to rest,
laying sound and ponder,
my mind will race and wander,
blinkers on, blinkers off,
time to turn my emotions off.

Mind, body and soul,
to each district my mind roll,
soul to soul as I go,
uplifting and peace,
but that districts a no no.

Oblivious to the carnage,
my good name may now be tarnished,
time for mind, body and soul to resolve,
the many reasons,
that make me want to evolve.

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Strawberry Poison Dart Frog

Strawberry poison dart frog,
also called  a blue jean morph,
strawberry-red,
orange-red,
blue or black lower parts,
which are found in most parts of central and south america,
diurnal, brightly colored,
aposematic patterns,
warning potential predators,
living amongst the rainforest,
high altitude shrubland,
flooded grassland they wander,
through montanes and rivers,
lakes and swamps,
amongst the trees above the ground,
secreting toxins through their skin,
as they rummage,
again and again, 
through the marshlands.

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Thailand

Beauty and splendor,
the unoffender,
scenic blue skies,
masked a great disguise,
of one's intimate demise.

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Gerbera Beauty

Gerbera,
African Daisies,
resemble rainbows,
clear pastel shades,
long colorful rays,
beauty to the eye,
please don't be shy,
keep a watchful eye,
on the beautiful floral treat before you.

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A Vision

I see her pale white flowing gown,
her imagery, her frown,
her silver thinning hair,
her paper like wrinkled skin.

Feeling quite frightful,
but no overtaking fear,
of this vision floating through the air,
and not going in to despair.

Trying to awaken my consciousness,
for I must be comatosed,
surely I am not in the living world,
my head must be in the cloud's.

I wake up in a sweat,
not knowing what has just happened,
it all seems so surreal,
do I stand in judgement or appeal.

Piecing together my thought processes,
was it a dream or a reality,
wishing, thinking of my grandmother looking ocer me,
sending me a sense of peace and calm.

I will stay with that thought,
that beautiful vision,
of my grandmothers mission,
to deliver peace and harmony to a muddled head.

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Bluebell-Judicious Being

A shade of Turquoise,
Vibrant and lengthy,
Smooth like blueberries,
Thick like quilt,
Wrapped in ribbon,
Neatly and tight.


Eyes like pandas,
Big and bold,
Lashes like spiders,
Most are new,
Some are old,
Like my big red luscious lips (or so I am told).


My big frame and stature,
Is not a match for you,
My retro fashion sense,
Vintage like me,
I'm happy with just flowers,
Gerberas red, pink, yellow and green.

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Simply Poetry

Whether it's acrostic, limerick, ballad, ballade, or autobiographical,
Keats, Byron, Blake, or Heaney,
that is just a tiny,
part of the magical, mistical, phenomenal world of poetry and prose,
you won't be able to get your nose,
out of our great poets poetry or prose,
join our magical world of the great unknown.

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Red

Raw,
Endangerment,
Dictator.

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Luscious Lips Amanda Sullivan 15th July 2012

Smiley full lips,
silky smooth,
luscious and glistening,
juicy and glossy,
pouting and alluring,
succulent and irresistable,
sweet, sexy and heavenly,
that's me and my lips.

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A Fools Game

Gambling,
fools game,
oh the shame,
who would of known,
that the very first flutter,
would lead to me in the gutter.

Alone,
damp streets,
no-one to greet,
falling to my feet,
pick pennies and butts up,
to feed my craving and need.

Help,
desperation/panic,
I suddenly realised,
the reality, my habit,
I need to snap it,
before I become a severe addict.

Rehab,
rehab centre,
here I come,
going to crack it,
determined to win this time,
full of slight reluctance, nerves, overwhelmed.

Six,
six months,
I've won it,
I've regained my life,
time to get back on track,
no more bets or slot machines.