Category: Poetry

  • Baby Bird

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    I woke up feeling murky. A world is a nest and I was waiting to be fed. My feathers were starting to settle in and I realized I knew this, because for the first time in my life, my eyes were open. Every sensation was there to be seen, felt, and known. I was a…

  • Just Words

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    I speak with what I have—Its value per your appraisal. My words are just words,Mine but nothing more Unless you adore themAnd embrace them as yours.What good are they? I wonder,As wondering as all I am permitted,As I disallow myself a final judgmentSince in doing so I condemn myselfTo a finality, to a reality,To confess:…

  • Untitled (Mirror)

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    I see a mirror and I do not understand, But I must be careful with that.The worst path ends in a labyrinthAnd from there, the turn you take nextIs all the same. You see yourself,A version murky and sinister,Holding a rusted dagger And upon seeing you,It thrusts it deep within its stomachAnd again and againAnd…

  • Untitled (Anthill)

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    I felt my world cease like a breathUntil my own was taken awayAnd I was brought lower than myselfLike an anthill crushed underfoot. In the little reds that dart about,Muddled and helpless,Think of me please,Think of whose quiet you have trampled on. You have ruined meWith that kind smile.I was perfect before,Now I am less…

  • Untitled (Hers)

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    I bit my lip and tasted venomFor my words felt foulAnd I, the lowly creature,Stood there cursing,Wishing to be banished from the earth. But then my God held me with warmthAnd a new feeling washed over me,And I was renewed, made lively and vigorous.I was aglow with the sort of divinityThat I at once forgoed…

  • Another Glamour

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    Harsh! By all events,The course that had ruptured throughHardly was ever so evident inThe eyes of those who lay before it. An example! How?For the betrayal of understanding markedA semblance of tepidity If only as suchSince the meaning of greatnessDissolves like salt in a boiling pot. The product becomes the attentionAnd the components are lesser…

  • To My Eternity!

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    I gave a courageous roar before the morningAnd like that, I was renewed,With newly gathered attention for the day.My muscles ached, but my brain was refreshed,And freedom surged within me.Pain is temporary, as is today,And in this moment, I am eternal.I let this feeling course through me,Embracing it fully,Refusing to let even a drop of…

  • Good Day

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    A day was taken without pleasure or reward,A day endured, rather than a day lived,A day that opened the wrong door and saw itself out.Night grappled the day until it turned purpleAnd day became like the nightFull of dark with a tease of light. I wanted the day carved into meSo memory could not fail…

  • After All That, It Was There

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    Everything is starting to coalesceFrom every dream that ever took breathUntil it all makes senseWhich makes one wonderHow could I have never seen this beforeAnd my heart swelled, my eyes wateredFrom sunbeam to moonbeam, it’s always been hereWithin reachThere, a delicate hand and a strong smileVanquishing doubt with a warm promiseEverything will be alrightI never…

  • I Am More

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    You wanted me to be lightUntil you saw me flickerCorrupted images and missing framesLittle slips of dark between flashesAnd only in the flashes, you saw meAnd disdained the restBut dear, don’t you knowThat’s me as wellWon’t you take me as is?Those empty parts are for youThey’re yours to fill