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Inside A Closed Room

this moment
someone feels the discomfort
of an enclosure

it used to be
a mode of security
a protection
from the harm that
the wind outside
may cause
on the skin

this moment
has become an imprisonment
the darkness waits
wanting to get in

the windows like eyes
want to see
what darkness brings

the enclosure takes in
but never gives up

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hope

an angel a bridge

of heart

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a light
of humanity tree

poem by Nyein Way
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One Mirror Too Many

From the moment you see
The moment you breath
The moment I touch you
From the moment you crawl
The moment you fall
The instant I loved you again
From the moment of darkness
The moment of light
The second I kissed you
From the moment I enter
The moment I leave
In this moment of rapture
Chorus
One mirror to many gonna tie you up
A life forever empty has got to be tough
To many starless night gonna leave you blind
Can never make it right
From the moment you stumble
The moment you run
In your presence I crumble
From the moment it happens
The moment you know
Theres no life without you

song performed by by Black Crowes
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Sunshine vs. Darkness

The sunshine keeps the darkness away. The darkness takes over but soon the sunshine takes over again when its raining sunshine still comes through. We always want sunshine to light our way. But others want the darkness to stay around. When darkness falls many people come alive, others sleep and wait for the sunshine to come again. We all want different things for sunshine or for darkness. Some love the sunshine others love darkness. I see all the saddness when its sunshine. But yet the darkness I see all happiness. Sunshine brings saddness and the darkness brings happiness and excitement!

poem by Nicole Donoghue
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Suspicions Existing Unresisted

There is nothing in the shadows,
Yet they run to them and hide.
Nothing there subsisting with substance...
A suspicion fits in this existence...
And no one in this exposed enclosure confides.

Quick is shared philosophies,
Of how their plight began!
Sunlight has chased away curiosity,
As a 'dawning' meets an assisted dead end.

This has been accepted.
And approved by ignorance.
No one sheltered kept in darkness...
Can find themselves trusting from within.
All respect has found neglect.

Their faith has gone.

There is nothing in the shadows,
Yet they run to them and hide.
Nothing there subsisting with substance.
Suspicious in existence...
No one in this enclosure confides.

And snatching satisfactions...
From distractions they regret.
No one has found true comfort where they are...
But continue to project,
An incorrectness they protect!

A faith professed has certainly gone...
And no one takes the time to reverse these minds,
That are wrong!
As they spin delighted on this carousel,
Caring less they have spun around too long!
Heated by a living hell...
They've become accustomed to live too well!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Welcome To A Safehouse

this may look like
the house of a dove
for it has but one
pillar

for it has many windows
without an enclosure

it towers above them
almost touching
the hands of the wind

the sounds of cries
are as gentle as the early morning waves
on storms that fail to come

not much words here
just signs and
gazes

this the house of my mind
the doves of my thoughts
on the pillar of
privacy
on the windows of openness
no dogmas here
but freedom.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Many Nights? ....

IT is the darkness of the enclosure
that is trying to kill me
it is your face that mocks me
it is not time
that befriends me with a basket
of its mellowing
the flowers of youth
its petals falling one by one
to the sands of
of loneliness finally slipping
through my fingers.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Leap Of Faith

at the very moment when he gave up God
he closes his eyes
he leaps from the top of the cliff
feeling the wind and the hands of the clouds
he stretches his arms
his hands groping for nothing
his feet no longer trembling
he feels the ground
he crushes with an impact
that he had never known

there is only darkness
and then a faint light and then he feels
the arms of God finally embracing him
he opens his eyes and there he sees God
the eyes of true compassion
love eternal

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Darkness Of...

Darkness is not the darkness of night
it is the darkness of mind and soul.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of discrimination between poor and rich.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of dishonesty.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of aggravate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is darkness of corruption.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of indiscipline.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of animosity.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of inveterate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of perjury.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness that we all brought up inside us,
so, light the lamp of light inside you...

poem by Suniya Garg
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Zoo Gorilla

Zoo Gorilla

There was a big, bright ape at a zoo in Sweden who

disliked being looked at when walking about in his

enclosure minding his own business. To get visitors

to move on he threw stones at them. Bad ape, bad

for business the wise zoo administration concluded.

A tranquilizer dart flew through the air and the ape

was rendered emasculated; one cannot have hostile

apes at a zoo, they should behave like cuddly giants.

Visitors who go to the big ape's enclosure, a at zoo

in an arctic town not too far from of Stockholm, do

not stay long; nothing much to see other than a fat

primate that only sits there and eats bananas.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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The Split Moment Between..

the split moment between, when the tide comes in, and the tide goes out... that is god! the split moment between, the tears of a child, and the body of the old man being buried, that is god! the split moment between, the firing of the big guns, and the laying down of weapons, that is god! the split moment between, the firing of the revolver, and the prison door clanging shut, that is god! the split moment between, ejaculation and childbirth, that is god! the split moment between, the rise of a civilization, and its downfall, that is god! the split moment between, remorse, repentence, responsibility, and prayer, that is god! the split moment between, falling in love, and saying goodbye, that is god! the split moment between, nakedness and truth, that is god! the split moment between, loss and giving, that is god! the split moment between, darkness and dawn.... well you know!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Be In This Moment

This is what you have, this very moment.
Do not look back.
What would you do with them?
Those glittering moments may just blind you.
You may just sink into the darkness of misery.
Your future, you may plan
Why would you move in there now?
It may be there, even may not be.
Before this moment goes out of hand
Before it is called a history,
You be in this moment,
In this very moment
And make the best out of it
If you can.

poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Just A Thought

Who is behind this keyboard this
supposed teenager who keeps writing these things
the boy is he one evil who would hiss
at the sight of good or at the sight of white wings
nah i say
i say hes ok
a little fey around his situation letting it control the
the wait a moment
what is this....darkness...no advanced.....no so bright
this isnt right....
darkness something is eating me
willingly i wont go
dont let me know
that i must let my scar show
darkness hide me...
but i cant hide there too much light in me
ah there is no where
to go to not be to hear
one more tear one more tear darkness darkness
come quick darkness darkness run!

poem by David Knox
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Cherishing, Tasting

Silent.
Grey and pinkish.
I take a deep breath in of half of an unlit cigarette,
Placing the blade to me soft tan skin
A prick!
Then a high.
I stare out of the enclosure of the slide,
Cars passing, dog walkers, children
Unaware that I sit in a childs playground,
Cherishing crimson, tasting charcoal.
I think about all.
My life, my dreams, the voices all around,
Clouded sky bringing tears to match my own.
Is this what it feels,
To be truelly,
Alone?

poem by Rue Kendra
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Darkness Hopes

In each of us lives darkness
black as coal and full of desire,
that lies dormant in the midnight
though it longs to feel a fire.

The fire brings great brightness
to the heart of the darkest dark;
as it dances with abandon
flirting madly as it sparks.

When the sparks flash in the darkness
the blackness feels the heat,
that's created by a passion
when light and darkness meet.

Once the darkness is ignited
white light burns deep inside,
emboldened by combustion
once begun, won't subside.

Though as the fire burns lower
and the light begins to dim,
embers glow with excitement
for what will come again.

The darkness is quite patient
as it quietly sits and waits,
for the fire to build inside again
and reconnect the fates.

You see, the darkness holds out the hope
for the passion of the light,
to dance again with abandon
to bring a fire, burning bright.

(September 10,2010)

poem by David L. Harkins
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Dark and Light

Darkness and Light
Too different to be friends
Too much chaos to find the ends
Darkness chases off the Light
In return Light brings a fight
Darkness hides all your fears
Where no one can see the tears
Light brings hope and better life
Cutting Darkness with a knife
In the Light, my body you will find
While in Darkness resides my mind

poem by Beth Ahna
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Just For A Moment

I want to come home and find you sleeping
Slipping under the cover
Feeling the cool cotton sheets on my skin
I hear your breathing
Then you notice my presence
Just for a moment

Molding my body to your back
Carefully not to disturb you
Skin on skin - your skin on my skin
Your warmth is invading my senses
My hand trailing lightly along your arm
Just for a moment

Setting my heart by your heartbeat
You are the one I come home to
My fingers slightly brushing the hair on your thigh
Resting on your hip
I kiss your shoulder Good Night
Just for a moment

Turning around
I feel your movement
Now you - molding your body against mine
Skin on skin
Your hand trailing lightly along my arm
Just for a moment

Intoxicated by your touch I feel you
We awake together
Letting go of our weariness
Collide, struggle, unfold, explode, release
Breathe, laugh, wind down
Until we fall to sleep - holding each other
Just for a moment

© 2011

poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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From The Moment

from the moment
you open your eyes
until the moment
you close your eyes

your children
are constantly
under your feet

always next to you
seeking you out
your presence touch

when they sleep
they want to be
always next to you

during a nap by day
long hours sleep by night
from the womb time

these are your babies
your little children
little minds personalities

like brood chicks
to mother hen
under your wing

they seek comfort
warmth security
love protection food

this love this bond
this motherhood
this is a gift divine
this blessing children

poem by Terence George Craddock
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'Til Nothing Comes Between Us

Close your eyes, can you see me...
Rollin' down the Rocky Mountains
Movin' like the wind that sweeps the Kansas plains
I know you're with me
As I make my way through Oklahoma
Pass the barns and weather vanes
There are motels, cafes, fields and billboard signs
A thousand miles of highway
Between your heart and mine...
There will finally come a moment
When one man and one woman
Get everything that they've been waiting for...
I'll take you in my arms again
Feel your skin against my skin
Let the sheet fall slowly to the floor
Til nothing comes between us anymore...
In my soul I can feel you...
As I cross the Mississippi
You're the river flowin' in me
Comin' home I count each heartbeat...
Til the moment we're together
And the distance can't be measured
That's all that keeps me goin'
When I'm gone...
There will finally come a moment
When one man and one woman
Get everything that they've been waiting for...
I'll take you in my arms again
Feel your skin against my skin
Let the sheet fall slowly to the floor
Til nothing comes between us anymore...
Anymore...
There will finally come a moment
When one man and one woman
Get everything that they've been waiting for...
I'll take you in my arms again
Feel your skin against my skin
Let the sheet fall slowly to the floor
Til nothing comes between us anymore...
There will finally come a moment
When one man and one woman
Get everything, everything, everything (Fade out)

song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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I Do Not Know Why The Night Brings Its Own Special Music

I DO NOT KNOW WHY THE NIGHT BRINGS ITS OWN SPECIAL MUSIC

I do not know why the night brings its own special music
But after the long hot day a breeze has a song of its own

Music then is in the eyes also
And in the spaces between the deep darkness
And the wondrous white lamplight
One feels a beauty inexpressible -

Time and Life and Fate are many things
But the night when it has its Beauty
Calls to us in sounds of joy no other darkness can.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Non Sequitor

Just because she smiles, laughs, dances, plays, says she is ok, seems fine, plays tag, say hello and looks happy,
these are not (un) true (un) necessarily.

(i am bored, and i am yawning, and i am simply pressing words
that i think do not have any sense of meaning at all, i am afraid i am
not authentic or i am just being autistic, chase me, like a child, wanting
to be out from this enclosure, where is mommy? mumbles, rambles,
grumbles, rambles,

fingers running wild wanting to escape the hold of my hands
and feet arguing with my shoes and windows still sleepy for
an opening of a new day, tell me? what is it.
what is it? tell me. do you ever get lonely? do you ever get bored?

tell me? tell you. i am telling you i am bored and fed up and i am yawning
like a cat at the peak of the heat of a tomcat.
words flow like a river and they all rush to the sea of nowhere.sunless.
moonless. grab the hand of your lover. kiss him, and forget that you are
still you. bless the truth and kill all the lies.

stay put. stay foot. steady body. body body.
eyes open. heart bleeds.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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