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The (Bad) Dream

Sweat broke out on my forehead
I didn't know where I was
I could see everything
Dustin and Tony were standing
What seemed like so far away
I just stood there silently
I saw her walk up to them
Photos flashed by
Photos I have never seen
Her hair was still long
She was kissing a black lab
These photos didn't exist
She stood up
Kissed tony
My heart fell
My world was swirling
It was coming to an end
Her photos caught fire
I knew what that meant
I woke up cold
The dreams after effects
The room was too quiet
I sat up shaking
Lights looked too bright
The atmosphere was wrong
I accepted it
Fell back to sleep
It would all start again

poem by Seth Kaileen
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With A Wish To Be Seen

I saw you the other day.
And you 'acted' as if,
You didn't know nobody!

'I did?
And where were you? '

Standing in the same line you were in,
At the grocery store the other day.
And the end of that long line.

'If I didn't see you,
Why didn't 'you' say something to 'me'? '

I'm not like that.
I don't like to bring undo attention to myself.
And besides...
You could have turned around,
To see who was standing behind you.

'You are so right.
But...
Aren't you glad I didn't?
That would have brought an undo attention,
You certainly didn't ask for.
And you were there for just one purpose.
To purchase groceries.
And I...
Stood there as patiently as possible,
With a wish to be seen.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whisper on my neck

Passion in your Kiss

I
Can
Say
This I felt the passion in your kiss that I remained speechless!
And the hairs on my skin stood up attention because your lips stop my next move that I wanted to curse and birth four letter words at first but I didn't, I didn't, I didn't! ! ! ! ! !

I looked in your eyes and you kiss my neck that I broke out in a sweat because every part of my body became hot, hot like the heat in a fire because of the passion that was behind your Lips that slowly walked around my neck like it was a whisper in my ear!

poem by Clarence Williams
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Silently

Take my hand and walk with me.
Let us do this silently.
Let us take in nature's view
before the day at hand is through.

Hold my hand and look at me.
Will you do that silently?
All the sounds within this world
go unnoticed when you're with me.

Squeeze my hand and promise me.
Can you do this silently?
Of all the words that you can say
I'll remember them everyday.

Let go my hand. Let me be free.
Let us do this silently.
Let the thoughts be 'I love you.'
and I'll walk alone away from you
silently.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Over The Falls

They broke out in laughter again,
His lip beaded with sweat as they strapped him in,
And he stood by and waited to be called.
The talk was of times that had gone by
And the quantity and quality of women they lie.
His eyes welled with wet and his mouth had gone dry.
As he stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls.
He got up and tried it again.
For lack of persistence is surely a sin.
As he stood by and waited to be called,
He looked to the lightning with glee
And admired his vessel for its symmetry,
Feeling twelve units shy of a bachelors degree.
As he stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls.

song performed by by Primus
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Still Silently

I see a shadow
shining through the moon
there is a reflection
and it's coming through
I hide my face
a silhourette
in my window
pitcures burning of you

It's just a memory
passing me by
in the midnight sky
after a pouring rain
with troubles I can't forget
still silently
I'll wait one more day

I hear the sound of the wind
howling through the trees
with echoes of your voice
that whisper to me softly
just like jasmine
it was such a sweet smell
but it was just the pain
that took your place
still silently
I had to walk away

Their was a teardrop
that fell from these eyes of mine
as I stood on that montain top
watching ghost dance
off in a distance
as we died
still silently
we had to try

But what would it matter in time
when their was no other choice
I changed every direction
to escape your affection
such an addiction
still silently
I stood alone on this stage

I hear your name
still in the breeze
but I won't be coming home soon
sickened by your disease
turn yet another page
for a new destination
still silently
we feel the same
(spiritwind-2000)

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Sweat Drops

Sweat Drops
Sweat drops and sea waves
Are salty alike:
Manifestations of agility.

Purest drops fall down
From the forehead of labor,
But laziness and corpse never sweat.

On all the races are seen sweat dews,
On which fall the victory rays,
Creating the rainbows in the minds.

Mountaineers mount up
In the blue moonlight,
And down in the sweat drops.

Seeds sprout
In each fallen dropp in the field:
Sweat drops are life drops.

Sweat stream
Floats the failures away,
Depositing fresh joys on the shore.

poem by Fabiyas M V
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Poem #1 in memory of Dustin

*** In memory of FRIEND'S son Dustin, I have decided to write a poem each day up to December 9. For December 9 is the anniversary of his death. I didn't know Dustin, but I wish I did. Here is poem #1.

He pushes back the curtains to let the light shine to your heart.

He hugs you tightly as a feeling of air is felt on your body.

He is in your heart,

Helping you to shine your light towards others.

He is part of your eyes,

helping you to see the beautifulness that he has left behind for you to show to others.

Dustin was a gift.

Something that was to wonderful to be set in a box,

But something that should be on a tree shining down on us like a Christimas tree angel.

poem by Christina J. Williams
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Alameda

You walk down alameda shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone
Like some precious only son
Face down, bow to the champion
You walk down alameda looking at the cracks in the sidewalk
Thinking about your friends
How you maintain all them in a constant state of suspense
For your own protection over their affection
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own because you cant finish what you start
Walk down alameda brushing off the nightmare you wish
Could plague me when Im awake
And now you see your first mistake was thinking that you could relate
For one or two minutes she liked you
But the fix is in
Youre all pretension
I never pay attention
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own because you cant finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own because you cant finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own because you cant finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
If youre alone it must be you that wants to be apart

song performed by by Elliott Smith
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My Canadian Chronicles 21

With gossamer wings,
standing in the shadows of the sun
the angel stood observing
silently waiting to help anyone
whose despair was tearing
at their lonely soul.
A guardian angel
standing in the shadows of the sun.

14 June 2009

Author’s Note:

This poem was inspired by a painting by my very dear friend Melvina Germain.

poem by David Harris
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I Cant Dance

Hot sun beating down
Burning my feet just walking around.
Hot sun making me sweat
gators getting close, hasnt got me yet
I cant dance, I cant talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.
I cant dance, I cant sing
Im just standing here selling everything.
Blue jeans sitting on the beach,
Her dogs talking to me, but shes out of reach.
Shes got a body under that shirt,
But all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt.
Cos, I cant dance, I cant talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.
I cant dance, I cant sing
Im just standing here selling.
Oh and checking everything is in place,
You never know whos looking on.
Young punk spilling beer on my shoes,
Fat guys talking to me trying to steal my blues.
Thick smoke, see her smiling through.
I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool.
But I cant dance, I cant talk.
The only thing about me is the way that I walk.
I cant dance, I cant sing
Im just standing here selling
Oh and checking everything is in place
You never know whos looking on
A perfect body with a perfect face - uh-huh.
No, I cant dance, I cant talk.
The only thing about me is the way I walk.
No, I cant dance, I cant sing
Im just standing here selling everything.
But I can walk.
No I cant dance.
No no no I cant dance
No I said I cant sing.
But I can walk.

song performed by by Genesis
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Photos Of Paul Anka

Standing near I photograph a man,

who’s small in stature,

but voice is grand.

Having to take many photos of,

a Singing Legend with Palm Beach ladies

who all just love;

Thee.

As the music plays on by the pool,

Donald's dances with Melania looking smooth & cool.

Then Mya says “Let me see what you took,

Wow! Those are great, I like that look! ”

Mya is discriminatory and wants the best,

she nods her head while saying

“Yes, all these photos pass my test,

they all do look very fabulous! ”

Written on Feb.4,2011 by Christina Sunrise

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Lights and Shadows …

The more you escape to the light,
The more you walk in the shadows,

Yet while we walk in the light, we become blind,
Blind to the sin,
Blind to the greed,
Blind to the lust,
Blind to the evil,

While we walk in the shadows our eyes adjust,
We see the lies,
We see the courage,
We see what we must do,
We see our duties,
To our countries and our self’,

We must let our eyes adjust to the shadows,
Then we can see behind the vales of the lie,
Then we may see our courage in front of us,
Then we can free our voices,
We can fight for our beliefs,
We can follow our beliefs,

Once we can accomplish this,
We are truly free of social bounds,
We are able to fight for our beliefs and freedoms,
This is courage,
Asking the unknown,
Pushing the bearers
And fighting for what you believe in.

copyrights 2008: Dustin J. Ross

poem by Dustin Ross
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His Twilight

The old man sat
on a big rock
in one corner
of the peach farm.

Sweat on his forehead
he gently wiped
with the peace of cloth
around his neck.

He took a long deep breath
as he watched
the young farmers
working hard.

He smiled gently
as he stood up
and walked away...
it was his twilight.

poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Photos Of Paul Anka

Standing near I photograph a man,
who’s small in stature,
but voice is grand.
Having to take many photos of,
a Singing Legend with Palm Beach ladies
who all just love;
Thee.
As the music plays on by the pool,
Donald's dances with Melania looking smooth & cool.
Then Mya says “Let me see what you took,
Wow! Those are great, I like that look! ”
Mya is discriminatory and wants the best,
she nods her head while saying

“Yes, all these photos pass my test,

they all do look very fabulous! ”

Written on Feb.4,2011 by Christina Sunrise

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Didn't You Know

(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
Remember when you left?
You had your own rules about playing the game
And any day, you could walk away feeling no pain
Now look at yourself
You're all hung up on somebody else
And in your eyes i see all the signs of the misery
That you laid on me
Baby, baby
Didn't you know you'd have to cry sometime?
Didn't you know
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know that you'd lose your pride?
Didn't anybody tell you love had another side?
You used to be so proud
Now, your head's a little lower
And you walk slower
And you don't talk so loud
You've gotten wise
You know how love can build you up one moment
And the next, cut you down to size
Then you discover
All she told you was a bunch of lies
Baby, baby
Didn't you know you'd have to cry sometime?
Didn't you know
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know that you'd lose your pride?
Didn't anybody tell you love had another side?
Baby, baby
Didn't you know you'd have to cry sometime?
Didn't you know
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know you'd have to cry sometime?
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?

song performed by by Diana Ross
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Didn't You Know (You'd Have To Cry Sometime)

(Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson)
Remember when you left?
You had your own rules about playing the game
And any day, you could walk away feeling no pain
Now look at yourself
You're all hung up on somebody else
And in your eyes I see all the signs of the misery
That you laid on me
Baby, baby
Didn't you know you'd have to cry sometime?
Didn't you know
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know that you'd lose your pride?
Didn't anybody tell you love had another side?
You used to be so proud
Now, your head's a little lower
And you walk slower
And you don't talk so loud
You've gotten wise
You know how love can build you up one moment
And the next, cut you down to size
Then you discover
All she told you was a bunch of lies
Baby, baby
Didn't you know you'd have to cry sometime?
Didn't you know
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know that you'd lose your pride?
Didn't anybody tell you love had another side?
Baby, baby
Didn't you know you'd have to cry sometime?
Didn't you know
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know you'd have to cry sometime?
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?
Didn't you know you'd have to hurt sometime?

song performed by by Diana Ross
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Stood floodful in the saddest pool ever

Wet in the rain outpoured by the mind
Set up on a journey
Concepts classified crashed
Whispered who through the drops
The trembling fingers clang to the umbrella
The saddest umbrella in the world
That had in it no magic at all
Could not fly or colour designs
In wetness tide soaked who
Started the walk of hours
Walked didn’t sing for there was no happy rain to sing in
And no pools to joyfully splash
I could have shared a sorrowful smile
A smile to who I didn’t know
To who I never met before
Or just follow the walk of who
Through the rainhour moments
Splash wave wings through the who rain
I wanted to pour down
Instead
I knelt by the pool in rain knell
Where the traces of the floodful standing still still stood
And the floodprints rippled and rippled on
To mirror myself and start to drink

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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