September 2016 – UncorkedWords

September 21, 2016September 21, 2016 / Poetry

Inspired

And I would have thought myself inspired,

For the beauty in the dancing leaves,

Flora’s rose perfume staining the clear air,

And the song of the birds, chorus on high,

In such a tongue I never understood,

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September 19, 2016 / Poetry

And I Opened My Eyes

And I opened my eyes,

A virgin sun did bleed,

On to sheets of pure white,

I blinked – and it did sleep.

And I opened my eyes,

A summer sun did dance,

Upon youthful pleasures,

I blinked – and colours spun.

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September 19, 2016 / Poetry

Nine to Five

So poor is the man in his pointless toil,

For by standard virtuous he must be,

Never reaping the rewards from the soil,

In the darkness of this world’s horrid fee.

And should he be so inclined to wander,

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September 19, 2016September 19, 2016 / Poetry

Moonless

The moonless darkness of such desire,

Of silken petals caught in the briar,

So torn between the luscious and the tip,

Ink flows vermilion in a fatal sip.

Blushing layers of bestial suppression,

Falling into a cultish possession,

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September 2, 2016September 2, 2016 / Poetry

Burdens

Crimes of the mourning,

Fearing inevitable pity,

A tiresome burden

of weighted conscience,

Envying the infinite egotism

of the slain,

In dirt’s serenity

and the stillness of Earth,

Ne’er to rise again.

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September 1, 2016 / Poetry

One Night

Breathless and quaking like the crumbling moon,

Shining on the night and to we below,

Whispering the words we already know,

Reflected in the eyes where lovers swoon.

And let us catch her falling fragments,

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September 1, 2016September 1, 2016 / Poetry

False Prophets

On the edge where shadows do meet the light,

Mesmerised as their dawn so releases,

Such a dazzling prism into our sight,

Trembling as silence shatters to pieces.

And the luminous threads so born do weave,

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September 1, 2016September 1, 2016 / Poetry

Hangman

Oh, hangman! Humble me with your knots,

Yet, no! Twine them from such fine silken threads,

My neck feels the need of such warming cots,

As this life and the next you do so wed.

Oh, hangman! Caress my soul with strong hands,

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September 1, 2016September 1, 2016 / Poetry

Reflected

How I am reflected in your black gaze!

I never wished to see my inner night,

The fading stars do have me in a haze,

My entirety pales to your delight.

Close your eyes! Do not rest them upon me!

Your mirror repulses and leaves on aghast,

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