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Tag: Spilled Ink

Posted on February 10, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

Silhouette

The contours of your figure,

Leave one unsettled and meek.

Only your stone eyes linger,

The curator cannot critique.

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Posted on February 10, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

Dreams

Haunting dreams,

Howling screams,

Crimson streams,

Harsh regimes,

And I slumber…

Feeling number.

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Posted on February 10, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

The Tempest

Dear Doctor, I dreamed of a tempest,

Each wave swallowed me whole.

And I swam away, at your behest,

But could not save my soul.

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Posted on February 10, 2016March 5, 2016 / Poetry

Camera

Camera; The hard artillery. The Artist, With all his bold labour, Could not have Finished this shoot on time, Execute. IMG_0450

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Posted on February 10, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

Folly

Our planned folly,

Little secrets of pleasure,

A passion, matched volley,

Sweet lies, my covert treasure.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

And She Dances

Through the orient sun,

The smoke becomes the clouds,

All good deeds are undone,

And she dances through the crowds.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

The Voyeur

A gentleman of grandeur,

Treading on delicate feet,

Spied by a latent voyeur,

As they dance in the back street.

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Personal Tale

In this grit hotel,

For fantasy dreams,

The emotions swell,

Split at the seams.

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For David III

A solider,

Eight-thirty to five.

A moulder,

Of words to revive.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Poetry

Land

No drops of rain,

A dying dam,

Water, my bane.

A dying lamb,

A dying land,

But oh, so grand.

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