Water me...

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Michael Wolf

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Jeff Simpson

James Nizam

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 Letting the feeling of feeling show outside

Rushing into moments made over swings

Lean back, hold tight, closed eyes

Leg patterns ask air to lift me higher

Blood filled hands throb

I promise I can grow tall

Tinkering chain links

Twirling fading flowers

Street hand dancing to speckled street light

Cans and the forgotten

There to witness me

I like this lingering that slowly lets out

Only pieces of a full dance

I thought I was scared to be

But I think it's the tension that fuels me

I am falling into place

Water me

Joni Mitchell...

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Joni has stories of love

Sips their sweet taste

Soaks up moments into melody

But she has a destiny

Had to choose her own way

For her great grandmother

Her grandmother

And all the women in her family

Who never had the chance 

Generations past

Now she is the present cast

Duty to choose the restless

Desire to move toward the bitter edge

She sat in between

Only knowing the unseen

Take away the need for urgency

There is never certainty

Letting the timing find its path

No need to concern outside of this-

Everything is an offering not to miss

Magic asks for patience

It will find the perfect occasion

So let pain cry and smiles pray

Inspiration lives in everyday

Street talking...

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Stood round the mandala made of chalk

Listened to all the souls that talk

A decade of poetry confession

Lifting myself out of every discretion

Eager to share my own self expression

Homeless, drunks, artists, old, and wise

Here there is no prize for disguise

Willing to wear my anger proud

Still need to remember to project sound loud

Fist pump and snap to somber melody

Medicine derived from brevity

Cab driver hearing my rhyme-

Would you like to go out sometime?

I'd like to hear you speak more poetry-

Perhaps over coffee or tea?

What else do you write?

Do you bring other subjects to light?

Unfortunately the men tend to inspire me
First fruit trees then faded debris

Romantic poems of despair

Whatever I decide feels unfair

I've got to get out and try something new

Life has got plenty color to chew

I see details where no one else looks

Time to take this vision to the books

Chalice cup...

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The voice always stood silently beside

I liked to pretend it would hide

Letting fate twist against mind made matter

I kept looking outward toward all the clatter

Earring backs prick

Jealousy of vomit sick

Fuck it and quit

Remember to sit

Waver in the day as memories play

Wonder what I don't know

Have plenty I don't show

Reread old poetry

Found past stories within me

Feelings of walking stairs in moist tears

Now back and still filled with fears

Old habits begin to clear

Making the decision to steer

Can't give myself up

Stand and hold the chalice cup

Just choice...

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Marianna Eisner

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Oscar Vargas

Ishibashi Yui

Hong Yi

Brittanie Pendleton

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1. Warm shadow knit in rainbow past

2. I float into the lightness of neon rays

3. Tangled toes pour water from the hose

3. Alerted to stop and try again

4. It's just choice

5. The balance of three

6. Different lives

7. Letting Earth sink soul sit to silently grow

8. The circles of force are harder to make high

9. Look at me looking away

10. Your amethyst hand shines inside

We're not the same...

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Björk

Skurktur

Alexa Eisner

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I always feel fine

I'd choose struggle if it meant security

Intent to live in my dream

Sweeping steps into theirs

Raffle off home land

Tell everyone we're not the same

And it will come back again

Into forgotten spaces

Drinking dark sweetness

I don't always want to bother with light

I can see just fine

I'm looking in your eyes tonight

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Is there a poem inside of me today?

Tin roofs and perfect decay-

Hand made mindset--

Desires wish forward falling

Moments flurry into passing time

Hummers sing steps into golden flight

The simple is my chic

The me is the product

This is where I am

Follow memories and let them tempt you

Fearing the perfection of the moment

Discomfort in the peace

Feetless feet feel for root

Dark breath below the waist

I drink deep

Blue...

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