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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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June 9, 2016 / Poetry

Creased Pages

The stories written on your wrinkled brow,

Each a poignant reminder of living,

Your expressions say more than words somehow,

Of your uncertainty and forgiving.

Of a youth of struggles and such grand plans,

Meandering feet and wondering minds,

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May 1, 2016May 1, 2016 / Poetry

Sage’s Time

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I watch images of my looking back,

My tired life of this and then of that,

Listening to my life’s own soundtrack,

Awaiting a song, ne’er to arrive at.

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I do find myself naked and ashamed,

Seized by the world’s ceaseless brutality,

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April 28, 2016 / Micropoetry

April Madness V

Velvet

Half past midnight,

In a mood lit street,

We are sleeping alone,

Red velvet leaking from your heart;

A blanket To keep us warm.

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April 28, 2016 / Micropoetry

April Madness IV

Cloudburst

As we watch the cloudburst,

Upon the edge of shine,

It’s movements unrehearsed,

As it’s rain does enshrine.

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March 21, 2016 / Micropoetry

The Clock

A slow ticking clock,

It can never define,

Nor respond ad hoc,

The answer you enshrined.

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March 20, 2016 / Micropoetry

Love

The night is fickle,

Stats duly erupt,

With one more tickle,

As time we disrupt.

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March 20, 2016 / Micropoetry

Content

Through time that was well spent.

Knowing all fear and strife,

And all joy and content;

The ebb and flow of life.

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March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry

Shadows Loom

And as darkness casts it’s net,

For all to nestle in it’s womb,

And the clocks, they all reset;

I withdraw as shadows loom.

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March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry

Solace

In the solace of alone,

So much time, trapped within,

Listening but to unknown,

Alas, I’ll pour one more gin.

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