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Fashions
Giving everything to all,In fashions of herself,Astride monstrous affections –Of so many names. Where else might angels flee –But to shining throne –To ask what answer hails,What rapture there knocks… What audacity approaches..And proclaims all that she isIs living within them –Yet undefeated… For her to inherit –Bending with her will –Within the whispersOf the…
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Beholder
The transcendent manIsThe sacrificial man. Needing to prove his value,Because he has noneIn himself,Only in the community,Where he finds glory,And worship –He forms hierarchies of inheritance,So the sacrificial man,Can rise in the shadow Of the transcendent. Stars within his grasp,Her tide is rising,To reflect both,His ambition,And the darkness,Waiting for him.
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Carousel
I’m confounded by the sport,Fables woven in,Betray the art of being,As time breaks away – Scatter into vacant eyes,Voids that stare at me,With a familiarity, Only time can see.
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Death
If life doesn’t begin, Death is neverending, Sometimes we catch ourselves, Carrying the joy, Or the sadness, Or the confusion, Of one moment Into another, Towards something, The centre of life, To life, Or, To the end of life, To death Sometimes we simply are death, When life doesn’t come to us, It comes for…
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Unmet
Come the day of sky fall,Shadows not meant for light,Fade ever gentlyFrom sight. I go now to faceThe music I have played,Knowing loveIs without mercy,Silence without end,And the heart will breakLike the day, From longing.
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Crushed
The imagination killer, A real lip filler, A pout with a shout, Stumbling about, Growing flowers for a miller.
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Sass and Bide
The hours tell a familiar story-Of life unfolding without glory.In an order of reality –Pulled from the threads of dreams –And woven together through living –Despite the dead, and the undead. Time resting and time jesting,Patiently and impatiently,The divide is simple, and holy. From the threads of dreams,Comes a hope of waking,To a world illuminated…
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A Castle in My Heart
They come knocking at my door,Suitors and their suits of armour,Empty and void,To charm!As if a spell would do, In the castle I built for me! Only monsters seek the prize,Lovers wish only to play,Swept, as the winds will it, And for the valour of it –Be satisfied. For Love is never singular,But patient and…
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The Tetris Effect
It’s a bad name, a false name,A square plug for a round hole,It’s never going to fit like that.That’s how you break things,Precious things,And fragile things. The inner-eye of the Bene,Has to keep watching,So I will stop now.I can stop. I will stop.Any second. Any minute.Any hour. Any day now.I can stop a bad fit,Can’t…
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Meanies
Never befriend a shopkeeper,Or a preacher or a celebrity.But you can take their goods,Their faith and their words. When North and South meet,And East is stopped by West,Then life may confess,That the distance between,Was madness. . . . . Snippet. (A teeny bonus) “I fell in love with love,Until love fell out of me,”So said…
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A Type of Mania, a Kind of Bliss
I am a lover of hands and horses, Riding the wind like a paintbrush,Allo stocata with a fountain pen,Against tirades of strikes and crumples.To write is to be written – So I write dear love,From love coming true –The wishes within meAre granted within you. Dancing with hollow girls,In imperfect glass slippers,Waiting to feel the…
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Strangers, patiently
Starlight is my guide and my heart has flown,Into the embrace of tempers known,Must I catch a star and put it in my pocket,To escape the intensity that beckons me? The journey is endless but the distance none,I have run to the light of my brighter sun,Standing here and waiting with darkness for you,To step…
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a sacrifice requires
A sacrifice requires… Devotion. My trauma is punishing me.. I am not seen.. Even as my reflection looks back at me. There is no one there, No sign of recognition, No sign of life.. Every inappropriation, Wasting me, Without my permission, I was with you to the edge, And as I flew, You fell –
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The Flood
Unfathomed points of starlight,Hidden by the radiance of the solitary sun,In the image of true conviction,Destiny leading blinds you. Yet, star song can still be heard,Calling to you from a sea of dreams,Through the veil of sight and sound,Through storm clouds and thunder – I know one day the sky will break,The rain fall and…
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The light that wakes me
The light that wakes me,Taunts with florid horns,Dreams of childlike innocence,But loveless is the dawn – Night’s avowed refugees,Washed up shadows spurn,Tides possessing rightly,These affections unreturned. A play of lies engrossing,Thieves that knowest me not,Consorts of the emptiness,The loves that life forgot. Solemnity is not my maker,Etching malevolent words –My underwriter is hope, Reborn with…
A Fantazien Window 