Atlantica (Ya'Tai'Lan'Da) By Mary Mason

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 Thursday Mini Fiction Writing Prompt Week 30: Life In The Art Box

Atlantic, in your restlessness,
Run back and tell them all,
You know of the bliss
that passed between you,
Run back and tell them
of the pain she knew,
before coming to rest
in your resting place.

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Mango or Mangoes as Meng' Guo

Mangos, Mango, Mangoes, Meng Guo...

None tropical fruit,
Mangoes look orange and red,
Taste the rich texture.
.
Mangoes are rare here,
Mango juice is mixed then,
Special food to cheer.
.
Mangoes are not men's
rooms or where men go for sex,
Mangoes are unique food.
.
Don't think of blind dogs,
when you hear the name of mangoes,
they're sweet juicy fruit.

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Love Knows No Age By Elaine January Iodice

Hyde Park Thursday Poets Rally Week 75 (October 18 - October 24, 2012)

Love knows no age, no time at all,
As long as there's a heart that beats,
A mind to let us think and feel,
Love is now-forever more.
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Long before a spoken word,
The sheltered warmth, the peacefulness
of love surrounds our tranquil world,
Oblivious to earth and space.
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Months, then years, drift to a calm
of deep, true love when two are one,
a gentle touch, a smile, a word,
that fills the soul with peaceful bliss.
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As long as there's an ocean's tide,
the air to breathe, a sun that shines,
Love knows no age, no time at all...
As endless as infinity...

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Rainbow Thoughts

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 Thursday Short Story Slam Week 29: Dramas and Freedom

Rain falls while the sun is still on,
All of a sudden the earth is wet and brown,
After the rain is gone,
An arch appears in the sky,
You see it, and feel young,
But it's out of reach, damn!
It's the beauty of nature,
Sunlight bending to unfold
the rich content inside the white beam,
Such treasury moment won't last
for long, but the memory
will remain and come along,
Love is like the rainbow,
It is there when
you're ready to fetch it,
It's felt and seen
but couldn't be bottled.

Love Lock (Poetry and Love)

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Hyde Park Thursday Poets Rally Week 74 (October 4 -October 10)

 

Funny Bunny Fridays Week 13: Has Politics Become Comics Alike?

Our body temperature
reaches the same level
as we lock our lust
with the warmth
of a kiss;
and the rages
of the anxious
touches...
The clock tells that
it's past midnight,
While we hoped longer sleep
under the jealous stars,
believing twilight is death.

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