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Rosie Cheeks

When did the children stop embracing
The wind in their hair
Downhill racing, bright orange skies
With no due care
When did they all go home and scrub up their smiles
No longer free spirits to roam
With hours to while
Away with friends down by the railway track
Find a new hiding spot
Sharing cheap wrappered snacks
Whispering secrets
And a fight for their space
What happened to good ole fashion dirt
Smeared as a memoir, now
Replaced
By sterile little ones
Squashed within dry stone walls
Electrical wizardry
Beats, muddied deflated balls
Why did the children decide now
To stay at home
No longer free spirits
Til dusk out to roam
No longer bicycles skipping ropes
And girls chewing gum
High heels on tiny feet
Impersonating mum
No longer unkempt hair pursing their friends
No longer blood brothers
Promised to the end
Poor little ones gaze at a two dimensional spot
Wish they'de step outside
Rosie cheeks the vision that time forgot

poem by Karen Sinclair
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And If I Could See

And if I could see
The emotions are turning
The sea no longer breaking
The scream no longer sounding
And if I could see

Take me home
I want to be alone
I can’t stand your sound no more
Take me home
Where I am alone
Your face I detest
Your movements are a test
Take me home

And if I was to run
Can’t stand here no more
Can’t live another’s dream
And if I was to disappear
No longer would I care
No longer would I share
And if I could see

Take me home
Where I can speak my dream
Take me home
Where my thoughts are my own
No longer would I prove
What others disapprove
Take me home

poem by Helen Louise Swanson
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How do you know it’s not a hand

It no longer takes your hand
It no longer strokes your hair
It no longer touches your lips
No longer waves hellos and goodbyes
No longer types a message for you

All it does is close your eyes

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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I Am No Longer

i am no longer the girl who sits alone
i am no longer the girl without a friend
i am no longer the girl with the knife
i am no longer the girl who looks at sorrow
i am no longer the girl seeking out missery
i am no longer the girl who hates her life
i am no longer the girl wanting everything to end
i am still the girl that is unknown
i am still the girl that follows
i am still the girl thats vile
i am no longer the girl without a smile
i am still the girl who seeks
i am no longer the girl making her life bleak
i am no longer the girl with depression
i am still the girl who seeks affection
i am no longer the girl whos not fun
i am no longer the girl who runs
but those who seek shall find

poem by Megan Watts
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Melody of the Rain

Ancient friends appreciate
My ghost-like face
That has weathered loneliness
And the melody of the rain.

Spirits offer me the wine of dreams
When I fall asleep at dusk
With a tattered heart
I can no longer trust.

When I awake,
I hear the cry of the wind
Breathing upon weary chimes,

I know, I must abandon everything
And no longer consider
Anything as mine.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Dead Memory

Your memory no longer lingers through my life.
You were there once and now your gone.
Your memory has died like a rose when it is cut from the rest of the world.
Your torns no longer cut my heart.
My voice no longer whispers you name,
I no longer look for you in other people in other faces.
I no longer dream of you or wish that I see you once again.
My heart no longer cries or bleeds for you, not no more.
You no longer haunt my dreams or my memories.
I finally found someone that keeps me warm at night,
I finally found someone who has helped me erase your memory.
I no longer fall and stumble but I now walk tall.
Your memory was a weight that I carried through out time
that now I am free.
I can say that I no longer love you, for you are a dead memory

poem by Elizabeth Gaytan
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You Are No Longer There!

I no longer hold you like I held you
When I held you...
I no longer want to...in my mind.
I no longer see you like I see you
When I saw you...
I no longer do that, with my time!

Lemonade kisses I licked we onced shared,
I don't even want them anymore...I'm full!

I no longer miss you like I missed you
When missing you...
It's no longer an issue to be defined!
Too messy...

'I no longer love you? ' Bring myself to love you?
Could you bring me peace of mind instead of puzzles
Of your pain...again? That pain...AGAIN? ..NO! '

I no longer hold you like I held you...
Enfolded holding you,
I no longer want to...in my mind!
I no longer see you,
Like I saw you when we met!
I no longer do that...
You're no longer there!
And I have no regrets!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Professional Wanderer

When you’ve knocked about the country—been away from home for years;
When the past, by distance softened, nearly fills your eyes with tears—
You are haunted oft, wherever or however you may roam,
By a fancy that you ought to go and see the folks at home.
You forget the family quarrels—little things that used to jar—
And you think of how they’ll worry—how they wonder where you are;
You will think you served them badly, and your own part you’ll condemn,
And it strikes you that you’ll surely be a novelty to them,
For your voice has somewhat altered, and your face has somewhat changed—
And your views of men and matters over wider fields have ranged.
Then it’s time to save your money, or to watch it (how it goes!);
Then it’s time to get a ‘Gladstone’ and a decent suit of clothes;
Then it’s time to practise daily with a hair-brush and a comb,
Till you drop in unexpected on the folks and friends at home.
When you’ve been at home for some time, and the novelty’s worn off,
And old chums no longer court you, and your friends begin to scoff;
When ‘the girls’ no longer kiss you, crying ‘Jack! how you have changed!’
When you’re stale to your relations, and their manner seems estranged ;
When the old domestic quarrels, round the table thrice a day,
Make it too much like the old times—make you wish you’d stayed away,
When, in short, you’ve spent your money in the fulness of your heart,
And your clothes are getting shabby . . . Then it’s high time to depart.

poem by Henry Lawson
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Im an Angel Now

One night as I sat beneath the tree.
I cried to our dear Lord above.
I looked up in to the open sky & hoped he'd answer me.
Lord I'm lost, I've travelled far but still I seem to roam.
Please light the way and lead me back home.

I told him of my burdens.
And of the everlasting sadness in my hart.
That from his lost love I never felt so apart.
Why did you take my Grandad Lord?
I just can not comprehend why.
No longer can I touch his face or hold his hand.
His loving smile has gone.

I'm angry Lord.
I'm missing him like mad.
I am drowning in my griefe and sorrow.
Please help to heal my griefe.
It was then that I head his gentle voice.
And felt his presence near.
How I longed for him to stay.
As I cried another tear.

He said I'm an angel now.
My spirit is free.
I'm an angel in heaven.
So please don't cry for me.
I was choosen by our lord above and now I am in his care.
When you need me look inside your hart.
I promise to be there.
I am an angel now.
And no longer roam.

So if you can not find your way.
Or the road home seems to far.
Look to the sky I'll be your guiding star.
He saisd Im an angel now.
My spirit is free.
Im an angel in heaven now.
No need to cry for me.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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How Much Longer

I'm stuck
Inside
Can't get this done wish I could hide
This scene is really such a pain
I just
Can't see
How this is any use to me
This work is drivin' me insane
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
It's on
My mind
I think I'm runnin out of time
This weight is more than I can take
That clock
Is slow
It's never gonna let me go
This time I need more than just a break
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
And here I go again (and here I go again)
Wondering when (when)
I can have my time to play
(Can anybody tell me)
(Can anybody, can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can
How much longer until I can play that game
(I want to play that game)
Play that game
(I want to play that game)

song performed by by Yu-Gi-Oh
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What Do I Do

what do i do- when i'm old and gray
and the years have just slipped away.
what do i do- when i can no longer see
and no one around to comfort me.
what do i do- when friends and family have died.
and there are no more tears to cry.

what do i do- when i can no longer walk.
and no one around, with whom to talk.
what do i do- when i can't collect
all the money i've lent
and my life savings i've just spent.

WHAT DO I DO? i turn to the one
who has always been there
and my problems with who i could share.

i turn to the one who has never forsaken me.
and has made my heart fly free.
i turn to my GOD up above
who is my heart, my soul, my love.

he'll be there when i can no longer see
and his words will comfort me.
he'll be there when i can no longer walk
on that i'm sure he will not balk

he'll be there through my financial strife
and turn everything around in my life.
he is there every step of the way
and on this path- he will not stray.

poem by Louis Rams
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Youth

The chair seldom rocks,
The music has been thrown away
All the toys have been broken
And the laughs have gone away.
Across an ancient playground
Where the children once did play
I no longer see or hear them laugh
The Children have all gone away.
The swings they no longer swing
The trees stand ancient and bare
And the birds they no longer sing
For the children are no longer there.
I close an attic window
As I take off a childish mask
And as I think, the tears do flow
As I wished again, youth had last.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Dream Of Peace

Soft cotton balls in a room with no doors
Peace for a thriving world without wars
The Benedictine monks offer Gregorian Chants
The absence of fear for tomorrows plans

Promises dismiss the dark night of the soul
Soldiers returning home no longer on patrol
Humanity revisited and races for ever united
Endangered species are commonly sighted

Weapons of destruction no longer needed
Redundant politics forgotten and weeded
Money is no longer in print and out of style
All people are fed and life is worthwhile

Animals treated with respect and love
Abuse is non existent and not heard off
Our planet no longer exploited but free
Clean rivers flow into an abundant sea

Without guns violence no longer exist
Children play happily among our midst
Open borders and a land without police
I hope not to wake from the dream of peace

poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Repetoire

There are songs that I no longer play,
even when I’m at practice alone.
The words are to painful to sing
now that I’ve reaped what I’ve sown.

There are places that we used to go,
where I haven’t gone in a year.
The barkeep must think that I’ve died,
As I no longer stop for a beer.

There are friends that I no longer see-
They would only remind me of you.
Phantom pains to an old amputee
Bitter leaves from my garden of rue.

There are songs that I no longer play,
Whose lyrics would stab at my heart.
These days, I’ve been drinking for two.
It’s my solace since we’ve been apart.

poem by John F. McCullagh
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Mr. Native, Now You Must Go...

mr. native
now that you have grown into a man
and learned
everything that we have taught you
now, you must leave
for you no longer accept any rules from us
you are big
your hands no longer fetch water for us
your mind no longer obey orders
you are free to go
and be on your own now
take nothing
for we have nothing to give to you anymore
with your freedom
now you must have burdens
with your liberty
now we have nothing to watch
we are even now
as you must with speed dispatch
what you want to become
we are not your masters anymore
as you are no longer a slave

go fly away, strong bird
find your worms
and monkeys
find your nest
and fly the seas!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fleeing To Be Free

You lead me so far away from my home
But with you I feel safe, no longer alone
I cant tell what makes me feel this way
Maybe it's the actions or just the words you say

I get lost along the way and you don't let me go
You watch me close, guiding me helping me heal so
I wont look back at what I have done because I know
I walked down some bad streets and I know it shows

These scars do more than mar my skin, so much more
They show others that I too have lost those I adore
I lost to their threats, destroyed my own escape
Didn't want to feel the fear until I knew it was too late

I was trapped in their web, withering away day after day
They saw me as nothing more than a slave, free pay
They searched for me but I know you covered our tracks
Not exactly legal but no one is a saint that's a fact

So when you opened my cage and told me to follow you
I couldn't believe that I could run away, it couldn't be true
But I put my fear behind me and fled from them, hand in hand
Following you when I lost sight, fleeing over sand, sea and land

Now we no longer run because we've found our new home
Found a new freedom and our own world to roam
Just you and me racing through the wooded world
Our feelings no longer passing completely unheard

poem by Rebecca Pepper
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I Like to be Alone

I like to be alone
When I have a bad day/sad day
I will go to my room and
Listen to music, read a book, or do yoga
It makes calm and forgets about my day
I will be alright at end when this is all over
So don't worry about me

I like to be alone when
I have a crappy day or starting over with my life
I will go outside, walk and listen to my IPod
It makes me cool down, relax and feel good
A little bit longer and I will be fine
I know how to take care of myself

I like to be alone
When someone break up with me
I hang out with my friends have fun and talk
I forget about you or don’t think about you at all
I’m not miserable and joyful again
Friends stay and guys come and go

I like to be alone
When something embarrassed happen
I want to go home and hide at first, but
It over before I know it
It won't last long
So don't let it get to you
Every day is new day and what comes around, goes around

I like to be alone when
I have a crappy day
I will go outside and
Walk and listen to my IPod
It makes me cool down, relax and feel better
A little bit longer and I will be fine
I know how to take care of myself

I like to be alone
When life is not good right now
I will need my space to think
So I'm not mad at you or anyone
I just have so much to think about
I have my ups and downs
Just stop and take a breath, everything at end will be fine
I like to be alone

poem by Christina Phan
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Ventura Highway

Chewing on a piece of grass
Walking down the road
Tell me, how long you gonna stay here, joe?
Some people say this town dont look good in snow
You dont care, I know
Ventura highway in the sunshine
Where the days are longer
The nights are stronger than moonshine
Youre gonna go I know
cause the free wind is blowin through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
Seasons crying no despair
Alligator lizards in the air, in the air
Did di di di dit ...
Wishin on a falling star
Waitin for the early train
Sorry boy, but Ive been hit by purple rain
Aw, come on, joe, you can always
Change your name
Thanks a lot, son, just the same
Ventura highway in the sunshine
Where the days are longer
The nights are stronger than moonshine
Youre gonna go I know
cause the free wind is blowin through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
Seasons crying no despair
Alligator lizards in the air, in the air
Did di di di dit ...

song performed by by America
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My Tomb

The four walls around me,
The bed in which I lay.
A lock on my door,
Keeps everyone away.

The outside world has nothing,
Not a single thing for me.
For I lost the angel of my life,
An angel as beautiful as she.

I lay within these four walls,
Counting the time go by.
The day quickly comes to an end,
And then I close my eyes.

It is then I dream of her,
As I lie here in my room.
In my dream I leave from here,
This place I call my tomb.

No more walls around me,
No more bed in which I lay.
I have broken from the locks,
That kept me here to decay.

In my dream I am with her,
No longer am I sad.
For in my dream she never leaves,
Destroying everything we had.

In my dream we are happy,
Our love will only grow.
Reaching to the Heavenly skies,
Leaving the world below.

In my dream I'm full of life,
No longer live in gloom.
My angel has pulled me from the trap,
Of this place I call my tomb.

I want to stay in this dream,
For when I am asleep.
No longer do I miss her,
No longer do I weep.

I want to stay in this dream,
I never want to wake.
For when I'm here with my angel,
No longer do I ache.

I want to stay in this dream,
Don't ever pull me out.
I want to stay here forever,
For here there is no doubt.

Eventually my eyes will open,
I see the walls of my room.
Once again I'm locked up,
As I lie here in my tomb.

poem by Adam McKim
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After All, It Is Nothing

when others quit
you keep on going

they are not your
reasons

you are the reason
why you keep on going

& doing & the reason
is not really the reason

it is the emotion
that runs like a river

without a dam
rushing to the place

of its ending
where it is no longer a river

where you are not you
anymore

you belong to everywhere
and to everything

i.e. 'that is' the reason
the emotion that goes on and on and on

like bunny energized
it does not stop

it does not have that power
it goes on and on and on

until it is no longer itself
but the sea

until it is no longer the sea
but space

until it is no longer space
because

after all, it is nothing

i am
nothing.