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olive branch

OLIVE BRANCH #poem #poetry #repair #reunion

so many things need fixing the car & the dog torn jeans & hand written letters a few personalities housing certain memories —and of course always the tip of the iceberg I keep an olive branch in the freezer just in case there’s a thaw in relations in case the enemy within (specifically someone without) manages to find their way back…

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- [ ] Beauty

I’ve seen plenty of things, but nothing like you. As the sun shine through, I knew you were what I wanted to pursue. my feelings for you something i can’t construe, I wish it could be untrue. Yet everything I do ends up leading my thoughts back to you. That even in my busiest moments, you always remain as my wonderwall. I’m constantly thinking about you, no wonder why I fall. I thought of my sorrows but yet you became my nepenthe. You gave me empathy, helped me feel sympathy. Hearing you laugh is becoming my perfect symphony. Im becoming a philocalist with the way I observe your beauty. Your hair shines like the morning sun. The sun would rise and set trying to imitate your beauty. The moon learned how to reflect light, so that it had a way to be as beautiful as you, to reflect your perfect view.

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Barbara Duncan

#poetry #life

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One day…

All I will be is a library

Of art filled poetry books;

Perhaps, unread…

Collecting dust on a

Non existent shelf.

Tell me it matters…

That you would have read every word

Adored every sketch…

(Tho I know it does not)

Poets should be the emptiest of dreamers…

How many things can you pour out of your soul

Before it is finally empty…

My house has suffered,

For the sake of words that have no meaning

And for paintings that sit inside a book

Domestically drained

I poured art

…and in the end,

It will be a little collection of work

Good enough

For the crematorium

Just as the body

That hosts the mind

All becomes a flutter of ash

All contained with a few handfuls

Burn it away

So I am really gone.

Don’t hold one small fragment

I want to dissolve…

If I’m not here to breathe

Why should one thought

I ever thought

See skylight

Why should a brush stroke

A memory of a synapse

Remain

If the brain that created it is silent and unelectrified…

Burn the paint of me.

Or else…

Give my heart and mind home now…

In your most cherished soul.

Let me live eternal

In your breath.

—The Hollow Quiet

July 2013

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See me, a mortal memory, that transcends time and space, painting effortlessly with the truth. Beautifully, I can tilt the stage, of me and you. So, you can see, if that is, what you need?

You didn’t know, I’m not angry, Is every person who they say? I know better than anyone, how it happens, but I understand. It’s easier to be mad at me, than it is to be mad at her.

I am here and so are you, choosing to stay, and we’ll live, to fight another day. Through the darkest of nights, we fought, to be the calm, and the chaos.

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Let's make boring sexy again

A date is Black coffee and a conversation We'll walk there Set aside the puzzle which has Nine hundred ninety-eight pieces While the box says A thousand Postponed dissatisfaction Matters little in light of quality time Shared Love me like you don't care When we're playing Scrabble and you Catch me sneakily snooping through The little green drawstring bag Peripherally glancing for that 'X' That'll get me Lynx And the win I'll make up for the smug grin By cooking dinner Let's definitely do not go anywhere after Keep on your home-gnome Socks or slippers, soft as the best House-mouse nest Maybe you'll pick up knitting And, I, a train or postage stamp collection If there's room amid the green Remember The succulent got a new leaf That's utmost certainly been Enough excitement for today We will not make it all too late Looking forward to some good old fashioned Missionary Tonight, babe

--- 11-12-2023, M.A. Tempels ©

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Like light across the surface Of a lake We are all different parts Of the same Reflection

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I used to love winter, the snow and the ice

The cozy sweaters, the hot chocolate, and the spice

But now I hate winter, the dark and the chill

The dry skin, the runny nose, and the bill

Yes, the bill for the heating, the electricity, and the gas

That makes me spend more money than I can amass

And the bill for the online shopping, the delivery, and the tax

That makes me buy more stuff than I can relax

So now I'm feeling blue, not only in my mood

But also in my wallet, that's empty and crude

Winter, please go away, and take your bills with you

And let me enjoy the summer, that's bright and true

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The bed itself is an operating table where my dreams slice me into pieces.

~Anne Sexton

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#poetry #snow #trash #news #Robert Frost

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Michael Savage Rap - "The Weather Vein" - Aired May 11, 2009

#poetry #Michael savage #Youtube

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#poetry #love #Sara Teasdale

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Risk

And then the day came,

when the risk

to remain tight

in a bud

was more painful

than the risk

it took

to blossom.

.

Anaïs Nin

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#poetry #anais nin #life

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Today's Tanka Sometimes with Picture 23

early morning

waterway flowing

voice of water

as long as this sound exists

people are safe

今日の一首

朝早く

水路流れる

水の声

この音あるなら

人は安泰

(2018.08.25)