The stream (all workshops)
You remind me of the sun
You illuminate and sheen
You warm my heart
You delight me
So incredibly
in such way that
I'm blinded by you
But i can't desist looking
Im a sunflower
The sun is the reason
Why i kept my body and soul together
But the sun
Paid no attention
To a trivial thing like me
I've been looking for a place to sit
To put on paper what I think
I imagined myself in the middle of a forest
Where wind can calm my mental torment
Though it's nothing but a lie
'Cause I can't see it with my eye
So I wander around the town
To find my special place to sit down
I needed nature to be loud
I needed people to be silent
I needed not to be a part of a crowd
I needed my mind not to be violent
Buckshot scattershot
shellshocked astronaut
Jason and the Argonauts
and Ulysses’ odyssey out to sea
Kill maim hop the freight
seventeen pieces of eight
walrus said time to fly
pirates on the wire scream alibis
It’s an uptight fright night
turn out the overhead lights
tears gone ducts dry
leave this senseless battle far behind
Twas ever thus or are we nuts
cobwebs grow matter molts
physical mental emotional breakdown
major league proportions no relief in sight
She was never like work. In fact,
she was like walking up to an amusement park
with crazy-colorful signs, always promising excitement.
Like cotton candy too; maybe a little messy,
but always better to have it, regardless
of the colorful disarray others may see.
He stands a little straighter,
throws his shoulders back.
"My Country Tis of Thee"
his face no longer slack.
Wounded in his mind,
he was left upon the field.
He never came home at all,
and he will never yield.
He spends his days still fighting,
for his God and country.
His wife looks after him,
she prays, "Please come back to me."
There was a gnome
who had a home
deep within the earth
and once a year
he would appear
to spread a little mirth.
His body stout
without a doubt
you could say
that he was chubby,
but the jokes he told
robust and bold
would expand
your under bellies
and when this gnome
had finished
he'd jump back in the hole
to come around the next year
to tell another joke!
Romance
Seeking someone
Expressing emotion
Feeling excitement face to face
Intrigue
Tree Hugger...
When I awoke, I felt so bad,
I went to hug my favorite tree.
I thought about the fears I had,
No one would fear, but me.
"Too bad", I thought I heard it say
The bark, it scratched my face
I hugged it all the tighter
As my mind began to race
I'm losing it, I really am
"Too bad", I heard it say
Are my ears deceiving me?
Have I gone all the way?
I open the door
and the morning air arrives
causing me to inhale
as the sun clears the woods.
A few steps onto the deck
and squirrels start to bark at me
I shrug my shoulders and my neck
in the shadow of a tree.
Deer appears from somewhere
then stops and stares at me
then drops its head without a care.
then turns and walks almost carelessly.
a few doves rocket by
dodging limbs without effort
then disappear in the sky
the deer for some reason gives a snort.
Maternal grandfather of mine
long since passed among the living;
He left his Motherland
before onset of Holodomor,
a policy of the Soviet Union
aimed at the destruction
of the Ukrainian nation,
the 1932–1933 genocide in Ukraine.
The present doth bear witness
to repeated assaults upon
scapegoated innocent people.
Russian soldiers in general
and Vladimir Putin in particular
perpetuate outright injustice
against Ukrainian population.
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