2016: EB POETS EXERCISE XXXV
Tis cup for love intravenous to kill this sore so soon becoming famous.
Will pain pleasure to poison friends; converting brothers to neighbors? – Leon
I heard the thunder, as muted sighs escaped this listless lips, amidst a hollow ground
Malicious mounds of freshly carved earth, pointing towards the sage sky, heaven bound.-Vera
If you will not speak of the curses stuck on your trail.
Then break words of glory, of Rubies, gems and songs. -Poetic OracLe
Blended into a perfect symphony of silence
Where the gold dusty sun bears witness of the day’s adolescence – Tee2emm
Around him the mountainside was Bucolic,peaceful and still…
Just the comforting Balm his soul needed after the contretemps. – Bangwan.
Amen, let us weep the fountain that tears us from reticent curtain-Rudolph
Blown away, washed till faded.
Few felt it skin deep, delusion desperation only felt in clueless whispers, all laid silent still- Hypermind