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Here's a bad one for you.

It's called 'replacement bus'

Don't laugh to hard.

Our time table never ran on time
But we always got to our destination
We'd always moan when the sign read 'delayed'
But we'd always wait it out and ride that line
I don't know when things became unrepairable
When things became too much
Was it the yearly ticket price hikes?
Or the general underinvestment on my part?
I guess there are only so many signal failures you can take
Only so many mudslides on the track
Another poor soul who couldn't take any more, who's never coming back
You know I don't blame you, I'd of gotten out as well
And I didn't even make a fuss
When you took that train replacement bus
Loving this :)
 

Dreaming of Lesbos​

By Tatiana de la Tierra

I can enter the morning with traces of an eternal dream: to live
on a planet of women. we sing in the fertile forest, caress on
lavender hills, bathe beneath cascades of clear waters. and just
like that, nude and wet, we mount each other’s bodies. our
desire is a whale that searches for calm in the depth of the sea.

I smell sex in my hair when I awaken.

the dream perfumes all of my days. I go to the post office and
look for stamps with etchings of flowers and fruits so that I can
send letters to the women who loved me in my sleep.

we are in a world that is not ours. what do we do with the
dreams that touch our consciousness in the nude each night?

our planet of women is nothing more than a dream. who knows
how many of us bathe in the woods or which ones of us have
wings that let us fly with our flesh? it’s not for anyone to know.
fortunately, we always dream paradise, we make it ours. there,
we find each other and live in our collective memory.

and so, I smell sex in my hair when I awaken.
 

What About Me​

by Angela Davis
How is it that everyone knows what I need?
How can they know, when I have no idea
What with which to fill this large aching void?
They say that they love me, but cannot
Because they have not what I need
What is this thing I need
This thing they see so clearly?
They speak of failing me
They worry they will hurt me,
They can’t give me what I desire
Like these things are strangers to me
What about me?
I don’t know. I am lost and confused.
I don’t know what I need; I know what I have
I know what I think
I love them, and I need them.
They speak of my pain like it doesn’t exist,
It isn’t real unless they give me this gift.
But it already exists… it is a living being.
The pain, it has taken over me.
I am a shadow, an echo of who I was.
They hint of who I am…
How can they know this
When not even I do?
They hint about leaving me
Because of so many things:
They will fail me; they will hurt me;
They can’t give me what I need
Or what I deserve… safety
And so I will lose them
In the name of protection,
Misguided by love.
How can they not realize
This will be the death of me?
I need to love and be loved
But they would deny me this…
For my safety, and my happiness…
What about me?
 
Love given is never wasted.
Love given can be passed to another and make both happy,
Love given can comfort even when they can't respond.
Love given can build confidence and help them dare to fly
Love given can build a bridge for forgiveness.
Love given can teach someone to love themselves once again.
Love given can make all the difference.
Love given is never wasted.
-A Vicki Wolf Original.

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I was going to post this in the "He v She" Counting Game thread but thought no, its not the right place. Would've been the perfect place for this bit of inspired silliness though. And yes I have used a grammatically corrected title to the thread. Poetic license valid till next year.

My friends call me V
And depending when be
Can be either to see
As the she or the he.
So a thread doth named
As He v She,
Does addle me much
And so confuse me.
 
Memories unfold
Broken hearts be warned
Falling to despair
It's you I still love
Felt, so alive
Wish I could of stayed

Erase me from your life
A fool, a fool, I'm already gone

Treat this pain as your own
Watch the darkness grow
Hold the hand once lost
Your face I can't recall
Felt so alive
Those hands I wish to hold

Erase me from your life
So small, so small, I'm already gone

Speakless voice in the void
Can't say you've not been warned
Fading into night
It's you I still love
 

Dancing Between Shadows​

-A Vicki Wolf Original for @Morella

In the sterile glow of fluorescent dreams,
where time stretches like a thin veil,
I pull the shadows from your eyes,
twisting them into ribbons of light,
and dance—in sweeping arcs—
to the beat of whispered wishes.

Though pain hangs like a shroud,
I weave threads of laughter into our space,
each step a prayer for hope’s revival,
your heart’s pulse entwined with mine;
we glide through moments that brush against eternity,
fearless in this quiet rebellion against decay.

Let me lift you from this bed of sorrow,
where spirits cling to fragile breath;
with every turn and twirl,
I cast away the dark—
love’s rhythm stirring the universe anew,
two souls entwined in this fragile sanctuary.

In your eyes, I see galaxies unfurling,
wonder igniting amidst flickering stars,
and in this dance between life and what lies beyond,
we find courage wrapped in compassion's embrace.
 
You've broken down, I feel your shame
Allow me to be your shoulder
Cause I can prop up your sorrows
You won't come undone
Arrows may fall on you, but I'll be your shield wall
Storms may surround you, but I'll be your lighthouse

So lose your doubts, we can sit in silence
I will wipe away all your tears
The darkness may envelope you, but I'll be your sunlight
The sand may sink around you, but I'll be your lifeline
 
I missed you quietly today. So quietly that no one noticed.

I missed you as I climbed out of bed and as I brushed my teeth; when I waited at the lights on the drive into work and as I heard the rain outside my window.

I missed you as I ordered lunch and as I kicked off my shoes when I got home; as I switched off the lights and climbed into bed for the night.

I missed you without tears or noise or fanfare.
But oh how I felt it.

I felt it in the morning, at lunchtime, in the evening and at night. I felt it as I woke, as I waited, as I worked. I felt it at home, on the road, in the light, in the dark, in the rain.

I felt it in every one of those moments, each one sitting heavier and heavier as the weight of me missing you kept growing and growing.

Yes, I missed you so quietly today.

But I felt it so loudly.

*****

Becky Hemsley 2024
 
Here's a short one I've just done called 'Fade away'

Close my eyes
Fade away
I'm with you, the clouds move away
I found my calm, in your arms
Now you're gone, the clouds remain
I wish I could stay in this dream
Close my eyes, your memory sustains
Will you sing me to sleep?
As the walls tower around me
As the floor sinks beneath my feet
When the darkness begins to fall
How I miss your tender call
I fall asleep I'm with you again
When I'm asleep I get to pretend
Just Close my eyes
And fade away.
 
The dreams that I once craved
As a young boy lost in a promise
My steady beating heart
But somehow I lost it
I spent too long beneath
Your crushing expectations
That I broke my spine, my will, my sense of fighting
It's not like I need them these days
My days have all been getting shorter
Can't break through them
I can't remember a thing you taught me
There's never a moment of peace
In these concrete walls
My anger has become volcanic
Casting its shadow

I've spent so long crawling through this town
I've hardly noticed the river slowly escaping
Leaving these city streets
I Return back home
Close the door, once again alone


That river runs out of this town
Away from filth away from the crowds
I'd follow it out to the sea, and let the currents wash over me
So break my bones and tie me down
And throw me in so I can drown
And drift away, float down stream
A clean wave washing over me
 
You can find me hidden in a corner crying a million tears
I'm broken can't you see
When you see me in public I smile
But its not even real

I try to act normal and be happy
But what is normal and happy just isn't me
I will never put a real smile on because I'm never happy
I'm always broken but no one knows it

Pain is building up on the inside
I've put up this brick wall around me
No one can tare it down
I'll just rebuild it

Don't bother trying to save me from this life
Its impossible to do
Don't bother trying to fix me
Cause its already been tried

Don't worry about me
I'll be okay
But one day I will be fine
And everyone will know then that he really was broken
 
Don't worry about me
I'll be just fine you see
I've felt this pain before
Right down in my core

Don't worry about me
I'm as happy as can be
Okay I lied but so what
It's better than saying I'm not
 
Reflections of me.

I avoid looking in mirrors,

The person that stares back isn’t me.

Not the me that I remember.

The young, trusting, hopeful me.

The me before the heartaches of Life.

The camera shows a different reflection.

One that’s me but not.

One that I can pick the parts to see, but always aware of the parts that don’t get shown.

The camera never lies but it does pick its truths.

My favourite reflection is the one in the window at night time.

The one that hides the sadness in my eyes,

The one that allows me to see through me to the world beyond, reminding me that in this world there is still hope.
 

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