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Day: August 18, 2020
Leaving without him
If You Are A Parent Do NOT Miss This!!
“i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)”
– E.E. Cummings
Twisted deeply within the realization of this being the day of goodbye A warm sorrow reverberates through my limbs down to my heavy steps homeward. This is the part of loving wholeheartedly that I wish I could skip over. When the sunset arrives and takes you with it far from where I am. From the first time I laid eyes on you your inner charm worked magic on me a spirit who dared to explore, balancing fences, tree limbs, to rooftop scrambles while others shouted, "There is a kid up there." You never were the "play it safe" kind. I knew the someday would come of releasing you to fly in the wind. This motherhood thing sucks just when you've spent 18 years falling in love with your boy (even on days when you didn't feel like…
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power and control – Chris Mc Geown
We are in an abusive relationship With the earth We do so much to control it, But so little To care for it.
Back Alley Kiss
MATURE MATERIAL
Wrap me
in the stolen kiss
of back alley dreams
never supposed to
always longing to
secret
dirty
unplanned
fucking hot
take me now
or we’ll regret it
smother inhibitions
let raw feeling
free its tongue
and the moment
write its own history
©MIdwestFantasy
07/09/2017
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Run With Scissors Because
Run with scissors
because you’re not supposed to
Say NO when asked
because you don’t have to
Day drink
because you simply want to
Go commando
because it’s freeing
Wear the high heels
because your legs look great and to hell with pain
Break made up rules
because who the fuck made them anyway
Love more than one
because hearts are big and have lots of room
Live how you wish
because the only rules come from within
©MidwestFantasy
07/09/2017
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Quill
Scritch, scratch by faint candle light,
deep and long into the night –
a man sits down and begins to write –
a new country is born.
Scratch, splotch, by dim light’s glow,
the words, ideas, and the fanfare grows.
On a page are scrawled a nations notes
and an anthem’s scored.
Scritch, drip, by sun’s bright shine,
we feel the love from a dreamer’s rhyme,
recorded carefully line by line,
penned on a summer morn.
Scratch and scratch, by the warm hearth fire
a man is hunched, over words inspired,
which live and breathe thru the test of time
and Juliet we mourn.
Scritch, and scratch, while cannons rage,
in a modest room, words across a page,
a thoughtful man frees a race of slaves
and ends a violent war.
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© L. Rose
Let Me Let You – Dark Side of the Moon
Let me let you love me want me kiss me embrace me take my breath away
the simple truth about real beauty (as told by the trees) – Chris Mc Geown
The tree know That they need not Apologize for their Marks of growth; And So You Shouldn’t Either.
Source: the simple truth about real beauty (as told by the trees) – Chris Mc Geown
CREATION
TO CREATE IS A TALENT.
AN ARTISTS SECOND SIGHT.
SHARING WITH OTHERS,
THE BEAUTY OF LIFE.
FIONA
work of art – Chris Mc Geown
Give me everything Or nothing; I need to be inspired Or heartbroken– Paint me, Drown me In the deepest shades.
Source: work of art – Chris Mc Geown
The Reluctant Poet 