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Oxygen Rushes In To Me

Oxygen Rushes In To Me
Written By Brett Somers
12-19-16

The audible plunge,
On a Somers night.
Cleansing site.
My hands free of this fight.

I leaned back to throw.
In my hand a small window.
Moon kissed a glow.
Eyes fixed beyond what I did know.

Wind whipped my ear,
Reminding me of things I didn’t want to hear.
She’d stretched my heart, 
And then let it go.
Like a rubber band,
She’d let me go.

My skin bare,
Standing on shores edge.
In my underwear.
I don’t care.
Up to my waste,
A tear I could taste,
I threw my ring.
To break free of the hurting,
To break free of the hurting.

Above mountain’s silhouette it flew.
Above, with haste it knew.
Times arch has come to an end.
Now, below, brackish waters bend.
To consume this thing,
To the end, 
To the end.

Fell back into a salty sleep.
My new life.
And deep my breath withheld.
My body aching to be free.
Emerged above water’s edge,
Oxygen rushes into me, 
Oxygen rushes into me.

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Moonbeam Mari Anne

  The Moonbeam Mari Anne
A poem by Brett Somers 

The moonbeam graced the Austin sky,
The Mari Anne spirit whisking by.  Spreading her love,
Her mysterious zest,
Manifesting turquoise upon my chest.
And back she slipped,
Beyond Austin she skipped,
Like a stone on placid waters,
The sound of her pitter patters.  
Swoops into New York and settles in. 
A jeweler of bead and pin,
Crafting her Mari Anne,
For yet another grateful and devoted fan! 

This poem is dedicated to the gifted jeweler and accomplished graphic designer Marianne Walther! 
-From WinkofHeart ;)

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Ticks of Laughter

 Ticks of Laughter  
 By Brett Somers
Written 3-12-16
What is this peacefulness you seek?
This love that has you smiling cheek to cheek
A second hand ticks 
And you laugh at it
Ashes fall
And you’re having a ball
Do you not know the mood the brood the attitude
Of the day in dismay
Of the people on display
A joy splat array of hurried and buried
Multitudes of jury
A bubble inside you
Seeks to defy you
Of worry 
Of that scurry
That seems to belie you
Remembrance of honey
This drip sweet retreat
Of all that was, is now, to be
How you do it
If they only knew it
Would blast right through it
And the night would be a ray
Of moonlight
Stars vibrating
Clear skies
Soft inviting wind
To let them in

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If Plants Could Talk

If Plants Could Talk
Written by Brett Somers
On 4-20-2016

Oh Sun, thank you one.
Treat me soil thy toil my oil.
Eat me critters.
Nibble on my under leaf.
That tickles when you hold me so.
Wind blow stronger,
I can withstand you.
What a community are we,
With so much vivacity.
Oh humans, read a sonnet to me.
Pluck my fruit and shade your loins.
Feel my power, my strength.
It will be in you soon to share,
This energy beyond compare.
Look at my beauty so faire.
Dwell on my soft petals.
Enchant thee in my wet meadows.
Hold me closely as you pluck me neatly.
Smell each note as you greet me.
My fragrance flows past your nose,
And to all that knows.
Let this cup of dew renew,
The very essence within you.
My soft velvety curves,
Enchant you.
I bow to thee,
My eternal beauty.
From this fertile soil,
I have risen to the heavens,
For you to devour me.

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Heart's Manifest


Heart’s Manifest 
Written by Brett Somers
on 3-16-16

Just go 
Don’t think
Your heart just gave you
A wink
It knows
What’s right for you
Your mind
Can only think
Feel right?
Don’t fight
Listen to it
Hop on your flight
Be there
Within your chest
Your heart knows what’s best
Your mind
But one task
To listen to your heart’s manifest
Now it’s up to you
Which you listen to

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Squirrels Know Better


Squirrels Know Better
Written By Brett Somers 
On 3-17-16

Does a squirrel know it made a mess?
Does it worry its scurry
Is second best?
Ravishing nuts
Discarding shells
Leaves flying
Amongst dust feather tails
When it bolts up a tree
Does it complain about 
Its ADD?
Or feel remiss 
Of the breaking branch
On which it sits
Why then do I gloom
Over my disheveled room?
The stacks of paper
Heaps of clothes I plow through
Why is the word procrastination
A brick of dastardly creation?
When all along I’ve been uncovering
And discovering.
My time well spent?
Does the squirrel even reflect 
On which way it went?
Who’s to say
What’s good or bad anyway
The matter that matters
Is that chamber
That pitter patters
My soul is complete
Regardless of where 
I take my feet
Come on squirrel
Let’s scurry up that tree
We’ve got a nut to eat

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Ifactory Reset


iFactory Reset
Written by Brett Somers
On 4-13-16

 {Thank you for calling iFactory Reset}
{Name?}
Brett
{Device Type?}
Human
{IMEI code?}
xxx-xx-xx34
{What is it you’re calling for?}
Memory's faded
Processor’s jaded
Bios clock is ticking too fast
Program glitches 
From a complicated past
Life files beyond defrag
Inputs too many 
So they lag
Outputs not enough to complete the day
Home drive support is missing 
No relational database 
Barely even a tuple array
Can’t get X’s and O’s 
From 1’s and 0’s
My touch screen is frozen pink
It’s been over a year 
Since I’ve had a good sync
And there’s a certain user bug
I just can’t shrug
Without overheating 
This computer’s mug
So please at last
Will you reset my past?
My info’s backed up in the cloud
If that many gigabytes are aloud
{Processing…Waiting…}
{Processing…Waiting…}
{Human Incompatibility Error}
{Processing Rejected}


Perhaps it’s best that there’s not a computer
Beneath this chest
Since pain and suffering 
Gives a human zest
Maybe life isn’t a program after all
Perhaps I’m not predestined to fall
A computer at times may have less quirks
But it was programmed to do certain work
My life is of my own choosing
And frustrating though at times it may be
I prefer this choosing 
Over pre-programmed monotony

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The Life of a Drop

The Life of a Drop 
By Brett Somers
Written 3-14-16

A drop patiently awaits
A fate it cannot abate
A sprinkle in time
A moment closer to flow
It already knows.
Down it will go
With each midst 
It doesn’t resist
With each expansion
Grows wiser
New molecules of wonder
From ancient seas and thunder
Holding on
Its position firm
On showers curtain
It awaits its turn.
A flow streams past
One drop to end many
Many drops become one
But our drop holds on
Eagerly filling its translucent bowl
A shimmering watery soul
Now feeling gravity’s throes
Heavier and bulging
It knows.
A sudden shift downward
Too heavy to hold
From inside the tension subsides
Walls collide
Its grip forever lost
But now enjoying the ride
Flowing 
Glowing
Sense of unknowing
Joining other drops
Picking up momentum
Then all stops.

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Homage To Poetry -Formerly Poet a Tree

Homage to Poetry (Formerly PoET a Tree)
By Brett Somers
3/19/16

Poetry is everywhere
It’s in our hearts
It’s in our minds
It’s the purest expression 
Of human kind
It’s the breath
Of our inner creation
A touch of the divine
As they sing the lines
Of Dylan, Morrison, Kendrick Lamar
To the base of their idling car
They may say poetry ain’t cool
Wiser – They know
For poetry at times
Is an abstract old fool

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The Art of Dreaming

The Art of Dreaming
Written by Brett Somers
On 3/18/16

You slip into slumber
Eyes roll and flick
Your deep under
Symbols and scenes
Hold secret inner
Workings
Fear and joy
Heart’s not
Aware 
Of this decoy
Monster attack?
NP 
You create a puppy pack
But true meaning revealed
Deep subconscious unsealed
Aha!!!*@#!!!
I got this Freud