Tag: creative writing
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#92
Dream-catcherwashed away,the glass-blown spiralbetween our toeskeeps vigil,fragments of misplacedmemoryworn smooth,andlost betweengrains ofsand
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#91
Grief-feather,your failures, compounding,fracture a patchwork star the gentle heart,in company, insufficientfinds itself misshapen,condemnation from within,a constellation,heaven-ward you,having broke from yourselffind yourself again,in the dust,out of touch,captured betweenlove and desire
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#90
Dread-touchwasting,our violet orchid on the shelfonce too turnedits face to the east Severance,shivering,a fortune teller beneaththe cherry tree,cut free our fatefrom the tangled threadsof misfortune wander-fugue,compoundingin the silence,one day somethinggood will come andcary you, westward,away from me
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#89
Rudy eye,your crescent beak affixed,deviations of despair keepyour confidence forested,the world-shard,withering, falls away,sea grass,grasping at your fingertipsturns its face, our lamplight,swallowed,becomes a beacon,manifestations of thingslost and discardedspringing into to being,slip,through clasped hands,beyond supplication,away from you
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#88
Vagrant,born-again, in timesalvation too became justanother fable your life,dressed down, dancing,found something in the dustatop the butterflies crest the sunlight,sinking,cast its secrets to the sea,the twilight,singing, alone,counted youwho has knowonly suffering,as something yetincomplete
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#87
Cottonwood,shedding, lays down tomorrow,in ribbons, drawn out,an abstraction of circumstancecarpets the field your rage,unconstrained, spills over,your rage, turned inwardsstains the flowers red memory,a refuge, Cottonwoodpacked down,into a pillowcase,between the branches,smelling sweetlyof betterdays
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#86
Exile,threshed out,sorrow visits us again bycandlelight world-worn,a quarter-life, expended,folds silently upon itself,your life, unfolding,runs in charcoal linesbeneath your eyesclose to me you,world-blind,wrung out my heartbetween your fingertips,my heart, expended,finds itself again,in the dust,by the roadside
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#85
Iron-sworn,contemptuous,in the quiet, burdenedstill by that which you,afflicted, once refused iron-heart,your lovers whimsyetched, ephemeral,in days past, holdher memory yet uponyour flesh salt-skin,adrift, one dayall that too willplunge, anchored down,into the sea
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#84
Rage-feathertrembling,your parts, unconstrained,cry out, plague-doctor,in the brume,by lantern light,split, count us among thedrowned, Kraken-soul,wasted, risen in the twilight,drag down beneath your waves,those who gorgedthemselves thoughtlesslyupon ourtragedy
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#83
Sky swept,westward, our patchworksail, drawn tight,carries us far from home my heart,split, shattered and strewnamongst sea glassmends itself of June the moon, drawn close,speaks for the silent,the moon sunkentoo, reminds meof you
Black ink and sunbeams poetry 