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The Wheels on the Bus

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I hitched my life

to the bus of certainty

(religion’s creed)

and the wheels on the bus went round and round

all through the town

the people on the bus went up and down

all through the town

but when I hit a bump in the road

the people turned their heads away

as all the air went out of that wheel

and left it flat

the bus struggled along

jacked up with doubts and questions

until another tire blew

and I could find no other spare

to fill the gap

so the wheels on the bus couldn’t go round and round

all through the town

anymore

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Inspired by a recent prompt over at d’Verse:

Part Five; Revisiting Anthony Desmond

where Gayle asked everyone to write about a belief they once had that has now changed or that they have since let go of. I read the prompt after the linky had already expired, so couldn’t join in there. Shared with Poet’s United.

 

 

Stoke the Flames

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when your love burns high

that is when you must

give it fuel

strike a match

stoke the flames

set that fire higher

and watch it blaze

or you may soon find

your inferno cools

its dying embers

swept up by dismal winds of apathy

the ashes of your love

scattered irretrievably

to the darkest corners of the earth

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(Image Source)

 

Starfish

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when last I laid down in this bed

your arms were warm around my waist

your lips pressed soft against my head

but, now, the cool of lonely sheets

feel like hard pinpricks on skin that’s

splayed like a starfish in the streets

stretching wide as far as I go

searching through golden sands of time

to find the love I used to know

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Written for Poet’s United.

 

The Book of Face

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The Book of Face

is a happy place

where shiny people

like, love and laugh

but, the Book of (two) Faced

bold faced lies

states that

you’re my friend

(though that book has closed)

while continuously

flaunting

side promos

in my Face

to prove

it knows me

so much better

than you do

these days.

Stain my World

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under diaphanous sheets

of silky blue

our limbs find refuge

from monsoon weather

you lace your fingers

through mine

purse your lips

around Bartles & Jaymes

and spill soul secrets

that stain my world

a shade of mottled joy

the iridescent glow

entirely dissonant

with the bleak grey

you clipped from

my dark soul

with your

soft, velour words

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Written for Whirligig 4 from Magical Mystical Teacher.

Shared with Poet’s United.

Empty Chairs

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where once we sat

and faced each other

in open air

now sit abandoned chairs

rooted firmly in emptiness

grounded

like the tracks

you tied me to

oh, villain of my heart

before I knew

to fear

the absence of you

 

I try to wander home

but cannot find my way

without you there

the sea stretches out

in an endless grey

as the stardust fades

and though I sometimes hear

your voice in the wind

I know in my weary bones

these chairs will never

be filled

by us again

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Written for Collage #26 over at Mind Love Misery’s Menagerie.

Pay Attention

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Photo: Mine

“Dandelions, like all things in nature are beautiful

when you take the time to pay attention to them.”
―June Stoyer

(Photo: Mine)

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