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Through the bare branches The morning cried Cloaked, in fine tailored grey Swaying to the song Of crows and foghorns The sparring melodies Of grief The sly mist Crept inside my skull With the first stream of wind I joyfully reaped My inner world turned Engulfed, by shades of gloom And I trembled fearful As…
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Her peril still rings Through those smoldering ruins Where I’ll never tread With a vast Arsenal of strength She lingers at the stern Barely forgotten As the terrible scream I dream to evade “Where have you gone?” Is her piercing refrain That drives my conscience To savor, each morsel of regret “How could I?” Larks…
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All I have Are the white walls That cradle my discontent The dreary home Of bliss and bedlam Where I am cornered By the raging seas of fear Self- involved The earth falls to shards Through the hollow panes Of a heart at bay Fully engulfed By disloyal thoughts I shatter within Undone,by harbored sorrow
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I surrender Flatlining In the restless deep of fear As nightfall showers All around And I crumble Overtaken By the binds of panic My thoughts are hollow And left for the fog To be preyed upon by voices By daylight’s static mayhem Few words Can flee these lips When the dark Has laid its claim…
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The world’s he kept All tremored the same In the scalding flash Before, the sprawl of night A wall of white Set the soils ablaze And gorged savagely Upon the lives, tenderly sown How they dreamed To draw in the morning wisp To unfold masterfully Bold, beautiful and tragic They now stream Beyond his battered…
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My dreams cartwheel Through the haze Of a world in tatters Where I dwell Among the uncertain The aimless travelers Who thirst for placid streams I’ve clung tight To the misery Of unknown souls I’ve clung tight To drag their sorrows Into the scalding light of day
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Cascade free From the comfort Of level ground Wither As a rolling silhouette From the high perch Of luxury Along The mountainside Bedlam bruises And skewers savagely Yet the mind Drifts from panic In a full embrace Of grizzly fate Down Go the vacant ones Consigned to peril In the mists below
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Pedaling in reverse I speed through former years Full with dismay And the careless droning present Across battered roads The great chasms I’ve left unmended Where rivers gush With the turmoil of old Stocked With the vigor I’ve lost I backtrack With the greatest haste Through the sprawl of evergreens The teaming refuge of youth …
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I am The powerless fawn Wallowing in the tatters Of his own bloodied flesh I am damned A withering shell The fading shadow Of a stouthearted buck My smoke-filled demise Was an unseen horror For the reaper’s beckon Once lingered, far from here My last stream of wind Is a fable of caution Risen, from…
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Wading chest deep The wind Is pressed from my lungs In the vise Of daily squalor My ceaseless Masculine war “Take the reins” Is the mindless refrain Instilled in all sons In the blossoming hearts of kings ”Seize the helm” Falls away from my ears As a quiet reverie Cold and long forsaken Still I…
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