INDEPENDANT TEAM #2

8._

A flower blossoms
in springs for a soul to drink:
a cup of green tea

Everyday, at noon
When the sun is at its peak
to rest under trees.

1.-

Just a little more, a little more
And that's it...
No more than a little
No less that a little
Just a little more, a little more
To repeat a little more
Of why I keep repeating myself

And then to sleep...

2._Abed, are you there?
I think I saw your name
It was on the online link
Where members
Are counted when they log in.

Abed,are you there?
Can you hear me say your name?
May be I'm too far away...
but
Can you at least see
that I have written your name?

3.-

to sleep or not too sleep,
That's not in question.

It's early in the morning
And the sun won't take long
To greet my day
Yet I'm at war With myself

To write or not write
That's a good question
But if I sleep, can I still write?
Or can I sleep while I write
That I wrote poems in my dreams
Just to awake and try to write
The poems I wrote in my dreams
Just to realize I wrote them
Not in my dreams but while I slept
Thinking that I wrote them while dreaming
That I was awake

I invited ddavidd
to bat for our team
but, apparently
he doesn't play
team sports.

I always thought he
was a player!

4.

Tracks, and legs running,
Sprinting and jumping,
A heart pumping blood faster
Than arms can handle
Yet getting closer and closer
to the finishing line.

#5

there I go again
forgetting to number each poem
I bet my team mates
are annoyed about that.

I have not spoken with them
as yet.

#6

My world is
now pear shaped
(well I know my a**
definitely is) from
sitting in front of the computer
trying to get my blue
fingers to type something
that still makes some sense.

7._

A moon filled with sadness
Watches a well reflect
a silver light she didn't
Know she had.

8.

Frogs in my window
croaking loud and eating flies
just like the crickets

Chirping and chirping
Nonstop like mariachis
tired, and without voice

# 1

I doubt anyone
would be interested in
anything I have to say
about me so...

2.
Hellon, can write, yes she can
She knows more vocab than me.
She could pretend to be a pirate
Or rather to write about the sea
Or may be about the streets?
The sky? Or about this contest .

3._

War, the knots in my hair,
They drive me crazy
And causes me a lot of pain.

4.

Money is trash. People throw pennies
In the streets. And quarters too.
And some people pick trash.
Some people make money
out of picking trash like those pennies
And quarters.

5_

Today, he spoke to me.
He said:
Listen.
Then he left.

And I,
I heard what I needed
To hear.
I too left.

6.-

His face blushed just as mine.
We were two red tomatoes,
In the salad of everyone's round
plate.

7_

He spoke like winter,
Cold. Like wood,
Ready to catch on fire
With my replies.
And easily, he melted
into ash.

8.

Moonlight in a lake
Swans swim like lovers in boats
rowing and rowing
towards a pink horizon
where the sun rises above.

Mountains and pine oaks
bears near the edge of the lake
watches the swans row

1.-

Between you and me,
There exist only one.
Just one.

2.-

Huntress is a good huntress
She hunts for imagination
And she catches it,
Within seconds.

3.- war

a fly flying above the fruit's bowl
And a fly swatter,
Trying to hit it.

#4

This is like a relay race
and...I feel like I've been
running around this circuit
for so long that
I almost posted this
in FOP's thread.

#5

Wild the Wind blows
Wild the word flows

Who Am I kidding???

#6

I asked
Jack Crimson
to join us...

he doesn't seem like a

square sort of dude.

#7

Little lambs
frolicking in the
fields of green
tell me spring is
just around the corner.

#8

Outside my window
the jacaranda tree blooms
intoxicating

lying underneath
a purple haze infuses,
a violet carpet.

#1

Dear Me,

When this is
over and,
your brain
is no longer fired...

remember to give
Baby Rainbow...

A Glasgow Handshake lol!!!

#2

I used to have a
pair of silver shoes,
I think they were
dance pumps
if I remember correctly.

My two youngest
grandsons were
at war today..

both Ninja's and
little Libby was not allowed to
join in the ninja war because
she was a girl...
she cried some and then
picked up a stick and shot
them both.

#4

If I had
a dollar for
every time
I've forgotten
to post a number here
I'd probably
have enough
to buy a round of drinks.

#5

I really wish
I had borrowed
my granddaughter's
stick gun
so I could shoot
the members
from FOP and TC
because...even
although they have
move poems than us
they seem to have developed and OCD.

#6

When will this all end?
I thought Saffie would be on
to blow the whistle.

#7

Is seven a colour
or a number?

it looks like an
upside down L
does that mean it's half
of a square
can the square be pink?

#8

My Fire's gone out
and my finger's are now blue
Saffie...where are you?

My mind has gone blank
I'm now obsessed with seven
with seven and Frank.

#1

Dear Self...

Please take note...

NEVER...I mean NEVER
commit to one of these
again....

you know you hate commitment..

so

WTF where you thinking of???

#2

I guess I'll give
myself a plug here
why the hell not???

My sign in name
is any anagram
of my first and surnames
which you don't to know.

#3

Can you
be at war
with your face?

Like some days
you think you look
ok and
then...you look like sh**?

#4

I have some notes
from all over the
world...valued
at nothing
but the still hold memories.

#5

Line Z Poetry....(New Form)

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I used to have red
nail polish
and rounded nails
but now...