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Day: June 11, 2020
Dear Autumn Christine..
Dear Autumn Christine
I remember when I saw you standing alone and I went to you.
I told you. You are so damn beautiful. Please talk to me.
You laughed at my words and you asked me. Are you using trickery dear Johnnie?
I don’t feel beautiful.
I whispered. Dear Autumn Christine. You have laughter and the eyes of a angel.
You made me wish to know you,
for us to dance and talk.
I want some gin and juice, slow dances and long kisses.
I want hot coffee and to see you at six am,
without make-up and with real face.
Your eyes goes serious and you asked.
No-one know what I saw and done.
I’m like leftover wine,
bitter and accepting alone.
Dear Autumn Christine. You are so damn beautiful to me and
all of us carry scars and regret.
I see the sadness in your eyes and…
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It’s Where Your Compass Leads You
You said you dreamt of it once
Like a kiss upon her thigh
It’s where all the roads are traveled
It’s where your compass leads you
It’s where the time goes
When it flies by
It winks at you
like a LANDMARK
To lead you home
And once you have landed
It’s a lovely place to rest your head upon
You bathe me with your hazel eyes, your morning misty eyes.
We have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east.
I tell you, let’s slow down this day, great haste make us forget,
heavenly places where I can rest my head into you lap,
savor the perfume of the Summer flowers of your skin,
lay in the shade of your love.
The blessed days,
we must make last forever.
Tomorrow ~ Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet
An overused word
When are you…
Will you finish soon?
Did you call your Dad?
And the tomorrow becomes today
And you just create
A new tomorrow
Will it ever become done?
Yesterday would have been
A good day
But tomorrow will be better
What if tomorrow never comes?
~The Tennessee Poet~
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I F*#ked Up
Heartbreak my punishment, loneliness my reward.
Inspired by Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #41 – June 6, 2020
To All Dreamers
And to all those wide eyed dreamers
Chasing the rainbows of your heart
Keep running in the open fields of imagination…
You are the sun, moon and the stars of the cosmos.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ image from pexels credit goes to original artist
What we have once enjoyed
we can never lose…
All that we love deeply
becomes a part of us.
~ Helen Keller ~
Response to the Tuesday Prompt at the GoDogGo cafe
Today’s prompt: Use “beautiful dreamer” in a piece of poetry or prose
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