Community Cup
I recommend you share your pain:
there’s less to lose and more to gain
in sharing your heart’s bitter brew
with dear old friends who’re tried and true.
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The cabbage patch
Dim and dirty lights,
prone to flickering frights,
serve as ghastly gardening tools
for growing gaunt and corporate ghouls.
Corporate Castles
The sterile gray walls
of empty, echoing halls
and cubes to hold the worker drones
while “self-made” princes sit on thrones.
Trap door
The twists and turns of the maze
leave you lost and in a daze
but just when you think you’re going to win
you have to start all over again.
Collection
Toys for tots and baseball cards,
broken hearts and battle scars,
wedding rings and sordid trysts,
abandoned dreams and bucket lists.
Gossip
Careless words
from eager lips
ruin friendships
with their slips.
The way the trees shook
Shifting, swaying in the breeze
rippling with such sensual ease
that you stand raptured with the grace
of the vision that’s this place.
Fabricated
Song and stories
of old glories:
fairy tales
or just history?
Photo prompt #3
It stretched out before her
showing her the way:
a wide expanse of tomorrow
and small thoughts of yesterday.
– photograph featuring weakmeatstrongeat
Lift
But by the Grace of God,
we lived to see this day:
to view each and every soul
as precious in its own way.
A (wise) man of two faces 