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I really miss you

The sun has burnt
the morning’s fog away
and now its
a bright hot sunny day.

I take photo’s
of gigantic yellow
and black bees
the size of big black beetles
whetting their appetites
on the flowering sage

and the sun burns my face
and even the wind is hot
for a April autumn day

and without you my life is empty
and I find small things to do
to keep me occupied
and I really miss you.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Smile Please

Why do I have to smile?
This is how I am
And there is no denial.

When I share a moment of mine
Please find me the way I am
It’s not about how you like to see me
But with my moods aligned.

Emotions have strong colors
Which you see on my face
Why to use a brush on it,
If that doesn’t leave my trace.

This body is just not me
Find my emotions too
To get me in my photo
Without one is untrue.

poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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What Shall I Write About?

Start with the obvious, the wallpaper,
designs of flowers, purple dead nettles
that I saw near Port Jervis
climbing the scenic route hills and valleys
is it a real wildflower, only on disturbed
ground or manmade disturbance I picked
one no one knew so the magic mirror
the Internet purple flower New Jersy photo
please and so many purple flowers
maps with green spots,
start with the basics.

poem by Mario Enrique Rios Muniz Pinot
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Ample opportunities

Go to the nearest nursery
Where there is greenery of life
where there is a quick makeover.

Go to the nearest nursery
And change the light
And its colors and focus.

Switch a photo click
Say something with some words
That are yours only.

One has to stay a while
To listen only from you.
Go outside and see the position
of the trees birds animals
that provide you
Ample opportunities
to compose life poetry.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Broken between you and me

a Photo frame’s glass
has broken
between you and me
and lies in pieces
like it should be.

The photograph of when
we were happy,
has also know better days
and comes from a time
that shouldn’t have been.

Just like you that glass
cuts me,
when I try and put it together
and it will have to stay broken.

Things are forever broken
between you and me
and I still thank God,

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poem by Gert Strydom
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Superstar pt2 (North Pole)

All the interviews and photo shoots are takin their toll
But it’s worth all the shiny rocks that get pressed out of coals

Skoal some people call me and others call me spit
Cause my name just seems to be on everybody’s lips

I’m a superstar now not new money on parole
On the North Pole-so icy so froze

Forget whatever sayings that you were ever told
It ain’t lonely on the top and only my cash is cold

poem by P.R. Prosper
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Full Moon

You are bright as noon.
My days are gone too soon.
Can't count my days.
Can't control my rage.

Don't know why moon is high.
High upon the sky the moon shines.
Light & delight makes me so shy.

The moon is like an orange.
I am so Innocent.
Innocent as a child.
Bright as a light.

My first step on the moon.
Is like a dream come true.
Wish I would click a photo up there.
Wish I would make my place there.

poem by Yash Pradhan
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Street Light

The street light
Looks at me
Eye to eye
And asks:
Is your mind
Brighter than me?

Of course, not
I say.

You do your
Duty diligently
Silently, not a
Word of grudge
Not a look of
Dissent, I see.

And me?

I huff and puff

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poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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So Sublime!

Photo shoot,
Hey! That’s cute.
Smile please,
say ‘Cheese’!
Click, click.
Super pic.
Camera shy?
not this guy!
Has all the right angles,
Has romantic tangles.
Top model.
What a doddle.
On agents books.
Has the looks.
Icon of style.
Ooohhhhhh! That smile,
Say ‘Cheese’!
again please.
Get me the sal volatile.
I’ve gone weak bodily,

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poem by Ernestine Northover
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Pietà

Into the church
we few mourners gather
close to the small table
filled with a photo
of a smiling
young man,
a single candle,
and a golden cube.

I did not know him
whose ashes
now lay within
that dark space.

Old friends, his parents,
and so I came
to keep them company.

We pray the sacred
texts, sing holy

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poem by Steven Federle
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