poem
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The Common Worth
Journeys across time in millimetres and miles,Littering as we live whileaways and meanwhiles.Everything made pointless in light of our morality –Disbelief suspended in the thick of our mortality. Consideration rends hoggish and vanity fair –Prayer best received by a God who isn’t there,Lost and messy between the subtle and gross –Parsecs and Plancks with imperfect…
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Bit
Ugliness accuses sight Then steals the falling light –And dares – for beauty’s ask, To gift fair weather blight But I cannot believe, Any blink is such a night.
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Toward
Not a consumption, A participation – Attend the circle, And not the crowd – Whether small Or large.
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Demon days
Doubts come to me,Like moths to the flame,To cloud me in shameAnd hide me from life.I cannot push throughMy own doubts,But turn to face them,And see through them.I cannot scold or hurt them,Only myself.I must hold back,Withdraw to the centreAnd let my weaknessBecome my strength,Let the idleness of their purposeFade, And turn like the tide,To…
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The Hunger
Remnant pieces in desert dunes, Begging for banishing banquet boons, The hunger and the dusk of wanting, Declinate desires in waning moons, The vapours of a day left hunting. . The road to hell so flat and paved, Chasing the sun as a shadow slaved, Refuse the life postponed and wasted, The sweetest scents of…
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Aspirin
She’s taking bets,Before she heads out,What’s up? Going up? Or you coming down,Maybe coming round… To feel the ground… She’s taking bets,And heading out of town, Umbrellas and fellers,An exploding scene, A jerk too clean, Maybe the weather,An angels featherA boson, a post on,The Internet of always,Or legs for daysTime telling upon your face,And gravity’s…
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Walking Out
Extending a slick hair hand, He tried to pay you in pomade, And sell you on a half moon, To take your adoring light,Without giving any darkness, Neither compliment nor spark,Hungry fire burning too bright, Saying “put out or be put out ” Stop now. Just stop.. STOP. Pull the needle from this track, Let…
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Hope beyond Hope
Hope was the laughter, The kind you can hear – And the kind you can see, In the eyes of the children, Hope was the meanings, Choosing to see to see, Not because we have, Eyes rolling in our skulls. Hope was the trust, That every step I took, Was one step closer, To finding…
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Due
He said I was living two lives,And that multi-tasking is impossible.As he bled into his television,Becoming static,And cosmic background –He died,Instead of trying to understand,That two lives, or fourCan be as one..A princess and a scholar,A fairy and a daughter,Can rule, study, fly and grow,With the same heart. I lived from and I lived for,I…
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The Eyes
The way you look at me,Is the way I looked at you –Honey dripping from the comb,Wet as servitude and naivety, Devoted illusions of the eye,Statistically happy and bled,By the book and by the look,Having and wanting empty shells,A thousand likes, a thousand hells, Then I stopped to see to see,And that fly that was…
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Before I Live
Cold comforts are your frozen repose,The shield and the maiden’s frozen toes,Tipping in defence of Winter’s throes,Holding power only an Empress knows. Comes a conqueror’s horse and lance,A foolish heart must take its chance,And tempt with fate this mortal’s dance,Upheld in song – is love’s true stance. Here in my lines made to suffer still,Knowing…
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By Babbling brook
Entire, I met him by babbling brookAsking not what this man and lord had took,Bereft in thy meeting, thy heart in thy hand,I let this soul, this looking man, stand.Took his confession by earth, moon and star,Love was looking, but too near and too far.Should that I feel for the love in thine eye,The moon…
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The Blue Fairy
My soul is in you, my stories upon your lips, The ease of your creation silences you,Now you may never speak as I would speak,You may never say “this is mine to give” But it is..
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Your Lullaby
You’re not sleeping in this burning world,And you’re afraid of dreaming out loud,Afraid the flames will get a taste for you,Be left a prisoner of your forlorn desire.I’m not going to lie but I can be present,Walk with you through judgement of fire,With the seeds of affection we’ve sown. Maybe it’s the weather, or a…
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Emily’s List
You don’t know how to have me,This matchstick girl’s dream of fire,The circus dancing around you, The fame that gets you higher and higher. I don’t want you to fall beloved, Tell the preacher I’m keeping herUp there in the rarified air –This wish in my hands forever. Let go of my balloon Our lies…
A Fantazien Window 