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Your Lady

By George P. Lumayag

The dark clouds are hovering my beauty.

Though I’m lonely 
but the clouds are kissing and hugging me.

No doubt my beauty shines at nightfall.

Then the wind hugs me
and it bumps on me at daylight. 

No doubt my beauty
leads away.

As I go with the wind
And we fly high up in the sky to dream of the best flight.

Premium Member m n o p q

mood inhibitors
needling nerves
outspoken opinions
personable persuasions
quicksilver attitude

Premium Member Live Your Day Your Way

the day begins at morning light
rooster crowing, terrific sight
five to six is this time of day
wake up wake up, it’s time to play

your stomach growls at half past noon
not the liquor, it’s much too soon
soup and salad, excellent choice
add devils food cake, extra moist

timetable is your decision
fulfilling your unique vision
wipe away all despair and gray
dip yourself in prayer, quick sashay

dance, skip, hop, jump, learn your own tune
reach for the stars, swing from the moon
marvelous day, put out the light
sleep well my darling, nighty night


Premium Member Twilight Reed

upon one thin reed
a small sparrow balances dusk~
gold ripples below.

 the lake holds the sinking sun;
 silence steadies both of them.

Premium Member Astonishment

The squirrel stood before the jack-o'-lantern
as though attending a lecture.
Light spilled through the carved grin,
goldening his whiskers,
his paws,
the small gray fur of his chest.

The pumpkin gazed outward
with its permanent astonishment.
The squirrel gazed inward.
Neither moved.

For a moment,
the evening seemed to contain
two different kinds of mystery:
one illuminated from within,
the other asking why.

Premium Member evil narcissist

damaged narcissist
disdain for people
creates turmoil
plays with emotions
manipulator

puppet master
hyper selfish
liar, cheater
all about him

number one
conniving
evil tricks

scumbag
*******

mean


Premium Member c d e f g h

crazy critters crusting and cresting
daring darling Darla Doppleganger
effortlessly energizes eleven eager eaglets
frenzied frantic flock, flippantly flying and filming
gathering geese and ganders in gardenia gardens
happily harboring handy hardy herd of hysterical herrings

Premium Member Ps Having Fun

popular pretty persnickety picky Pollyanna-like Patty
prissily prepped powderpuff perfectionist Petunia Pratt
prideful pressure provided by perfectionist Pratt

Premium Member naive

open

honest
trusting

unaware
unconcerned
trustworthy

optimistic
unsuspecting
meeting new friends
seeing the good

inexperienced
concerned and caring
naïve and open
loving and giving
ready to party

Premium Member women rule

the king’s commands are not taken lightly
he is living with women
there is no compliance

Premium Member Amber Leaf

amber leaf falling,
 autumn carries it farther
 than the branch can dream

Premium Member Tangerine Skyline

Maples crown the ridge.
Light stains every pane. 
A chimney exhales.
Wrens stitch dusk homeward.
One bright moment lingers.
Night gathers the thread.

Premium Member Drifting

d r i f t i n g in a quiet morning,
the clouds gather light,
softening edges of the sky
with pale silver breath
that folds into itself~
slow and tender,
carrying dawn 
across the treetops
in one bright wandering sigh
before they thin again
into open air and
depart

Premium Member Echoes in a Cornflower Mirror

Late spring light drifts across the room,
a cornflower wash that settles on everything
the way dust settles on keepsakes
no one means to forget.

You lift the mirror,
its edge still cool from the windowsill,
and the glass catches a glimmer
that doesn’t stay still~
it f l i c k e r s, almost shy,
as if deciding whether to show you
what it remembers.

Your reflection w a v e r s,
not dramatically, just enough
to remind you that memory
rarely arrives in straight lines.
It comes in small echoes,
soft ones, the kind that lean
toward you when the afternoon quiets
and you finally have time
to notice what stays.

Premium Member Misting

lifting
softly
from the
pond’s still
mirror—thin
threads of dawn
unspooling into
quiet air, rising
in a pale column
of breath that learns
how to become light
as the forest listens
to morning begin again

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