Midnight in the Diner

Seated at the booth
Devouring burger and fries
Watching conversations and
Chewing the fat
Fluorescent hue beating on
All our domes

Words float and mingle
Spread over the floor like butter
Accents mingle as eggs and peppers
In an omelet
Coffee scented voices
Rise and fall

The world is all around
Within my arms reach
Continents seated
At the counter
My love for us
Is extreme

My blog address is timgleisner.wordpress.com and my instagram account is www.instagram.com/gleisnertim

I am father and librarian in Michigan.

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Divine Reverence

My name is Maria Teresa Pratico aka Ladysag77. I’m just a woman trying to walk this journey of life in truth. Being creative is my soul’s purpose and I achieve that through poetry, writing a blog, painting and dancing. My motto is “Triumphing over Trauma”. In 2011, I first became aware that I needed to reconnect with my soul. I started my journey of healing by 1st exploring my mental and emotional health, being diagnosed with CPTSD, which led to a more spiritual approach where I find myself today as a shamanic healer. There are many routes one can take that lead to the soul. No matter what, I never give up on myself. I can now say that I love myself and my spirit is finally free from cover. Unraveling the conditioning and programming continues to take introspection and will never cease. Life is beautiful once you decide to discover what your soul truly came here to do. Mine is to spread love and kindness. I host a blog about my journey at https://www.emotionalmusing.com and have written 3 books of poetry available on Amazon. “Emotional Musings” “My Soul’s Language” and “My Heart’s Song”  https://linktr.ee/Ladysag77

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Poem #337

The touch was something like silk.
The taste was that of sugar,
but even more addictive.
You felt like home, like peace.

I spent days writing then rushing
my fingers through paper
hoping to catch a glimpse of your face
somewhere between my words.

I think I was trying to recreate you,
but I don’t know how to recreate a feeling.
It was like a summer morning with a pinch of salt
in the air and hot sand between my toes.

I got lost between the palm trees,
wandered around the buildings,
spent my days climbing the mountains.
Are you looking for me as well?

Friends

Simon was famous on Facebook
Had hundreds of friends in his life
Yet no one he actually spoke to
No buddies, no girlfriend, no wife.

His success was repeated on Twitter
One million followers plus
But he came to a violent ending
Knocked down by the number nine bus.

The money he made from his adverts
Was left to his favourite quartet
And mum organised a huge funeral
For all of his friends on the net.

Though no one showed up, not a sausage
To see Simon the Superstar off
In reality, he was as popular
As a man with a bad Covid cough.

So, if you are an internet wizard
With a wit that’s as sharp as a knife
Don’t forget to engage with real people
Get up and get out, get a life.

My name is Hobbo and my website is www.hobbospoems.com
I come from Yorkshire in the UK and my poems give a quirky and humorous look at life.

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Inspire me Coffee, Please?

I’m sitting in my cafe

Wanting some inspire
Staring at me coffee
Waiting brain to fire

Hello? I feel ignition?
Neurons taking off
Telling me to write about
My cappuccino froth

What a load of twaddle…

Sorry readers....

Don Matthews
September 2020

I am an Australian writer.  In ‘Flippant, Comic. and Serious’ I focus on humour, offbeat poetry, and exploring things different.   http://www.donmatthewspoetry.com

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Dead on arrival

Hear the engine scream
In this familiar hazy dream
Eighty, ninety — it’s all a blur
All these thoughts of her

Racing through the night
Unable to see the light
Completely out of control
Chaotic misery the goal

This car is past its limit
Glad I’m strapped in it
Expecting to go up in flames
No regrets, remorse, or names

Hurtling through the dark city
Blind from self-loathing pity
No brakes until the car gives out
And rolls to a stop, no doubt

I reach for another bottle
Already at full throttle
Not looking to slow down
Tired of wearing this crown

Teetering well past the brink
It’s time for one last drink
How long is the wick of a candle
Let’s see if this car can handle

The bridge is coming up quick
Shit, I’m starting to feel sick
Tachometer stuck in the red
Crash, bang, burn — I’m dead…

The angels surveyed the wreck
They were there to do their check
“Is this one worth keeping alive?”
“He continues to drink and drive.”

Huddled around to study the cases
Verdict written on their sad faces
Choices caught up to me that day
As my soul began to float away.

My name is Jason S. Sullivan. I’m a writer / poet from Arlington, Texas. Check out my other poetry at JasonSSullivan.com.

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Waves of Change

My name is Maria Teresa Pratico aka Ladysag77. I’m just a woman trying to walk this journey of life in truth. Being creative is my soul’s purpose and I achieve that through poetry, writing a blog, painting and dancing. My motto is “Triumphing over Trauma”. In 2011, I first became aware that I needed to reconnect with my soul. I started my journey of healing by 1st exploring my mental and emotional health, being diagnosed with CPTSD, which led to a more spiritual approach where I find myself today as a shamanic healer. There are many routes one can take that lead to the soul. No matter what, I never give up on myself. I can now say that I love myself and my spirit is finally free from cover. Unraveling the conditioning and programming continues to take introspection and will never cease. Life is beautiful once you decide to discover what your soul truly came here to do. Mine is to spread love and kindness. I host a blog about my journey at https://www.emotionalmusing.com and have written 3 books of poetry available on Amazon. “Emotional Musings” “My Soul’s Language” and “My Heart’s Song”  https://linktr.ee/Ladysag77

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Celestial

A victim of your spells; I’m under your demise
A causality of your elixir; I’m addicted with no surprise
I’m afraid that I have fallen Into the pits of your tranquility
With no escaping your grasp; you’re taking hold with patience

Your love transcends into an awakening like no other
A passion unparalleled, a rage healed with our existence
What can I do in a world where I’ve lost you
A world deemed truly unworthy of a celestial so divine

All the stars in the alluring sky shine in your brilliance
The glimmer infiltrating my soul; awakened by your magnificence
All in the world, and you chose me
A creature so pure, corrupted by thee

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Daring

I need to find that chatty little thing –

the chatty little grinning thing
that sits at the edge of the table
and curls like a puppy
on firm,
gentle thighs –
telling her how she’ll be treasured tonight.

Much like those cracks in her smile
and her wings,
those thighs are
far less brave than they might seem,
for all the symbolism on that belt buckle.

She’s more like that fray on the edge of her shorts…
an end of something,
hoping not to tumble out and disappear
before he says something funny again

and laces the fear between giggles with something like kindness…

and she puts all manner of cosmic wheels on hold
by daring to believe it.

I’m John in some circles… Woodsy in others. Actually, Woodsy was a stage name from when I did performance gigs, which I’m looking to start doing again.
Basically, like a lot of people, I’ve been through a bunch of different things, and I’ve tended to write about them as I go.
Someone told me today that my particular thing is not being scared to say some unsayable stuff about how scary and traumatic things are…
which kinda sounds cool –
and kinda fits with those moments when someone comes up and says: “I’m glad you said that.”
(and then stands there in that eerie moment between sensibly social distancing and recklessly going for the hug)
I guess that’s why I would like to start going on the road… gigging. I want to go places and say stuff that feels scary to say…
because often it’s also the most precious, beautiful stuff we have to say, and I  reckon it’s about time we stopped feeling scared to say it.

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You electrify my heart

My name is Maria Teresa Pratico aka Ladysag77. I’m just a woman trying to walk this journey of life in truth. Being creative is my soul’s purpose and I achieve that through poetry, writing a blog, painting and dancing. My motto is “Triumphing over Trauma”. In 2011, I first became aware that I needed to reconnect with my soul. I started my journey of healing by 1st exploring my mental and emotional health, being diagnosed with CPTSD, which led to a more spiritual approach where I find myself today as a shamanic healer. There are many routes one can take that lead to the soul. No matter what, I never give up on myself. I can now say that I love myself and my spirit is finally free from cover. Unraveling the conditioning and programming continues to take introspection and will never cease. Life is beautiful once you decide to discover what your soul truly came here to do. Mine is to spread love and kindness. I host a blog about my journey at https://www.emotionalmusing.com and have written 3 books of poetry available on Amazon. “Emotional Musings” “My Soul’s Language” and “My Heart’s Song”  https://linktr.ee/Ladysag77

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