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Billowing proud gusts Bar my footsteps from home At the sheer magnitude Of their broad apocalypse The enormous swoop Unsheathes the quiet sand Through the unrest I wade Confined to my faithful path Cleaving the whirl That dashes on Obscured by the sprawled reaches of dust I cherish the crude bounty Of roving devastation Soaked…
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Drastic words Are slurred They slide away Fleeing without thought Seeking refuge Where none can be found Foul-mouthed Destitute Alone, he paces and raves Spiraling Swirling into his own oblivion A babbling headcase Marooned to his contorted bouts of rage The scorched brew Steams maniacally Conjuring past reveries Once dormant Now jolted alive Night after…
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I sailed on courageously Propelled, by a wisp of affection Spawned by a shade Of bright evergreen Uncovered in my ceaseless roaming It dawned with grace So fair and eternal Cradled by sight As her path curved toward mine Afflicted I cascaded ever slightly Gradually giving way At each loving verse dispensed Against the breeze…
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Far from land I sway in bliss Consumed by a world Rife with inner distress Wonderfully marooned Is a floundering falsehood Dangling from my lips Reluctant to fall I began fulfilled Brimmed with feigned confidence Swelled with plastic valor In hopes of tomorrow’s bounty In time they all thinned Culled by quiet living Consumed by…
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Beheld and beloved Some rise beyond the hedges Drawing eager glances That long for epiphany’s touch Beheld and beloved The statuesque gush Spilling their fervor Propelled by affectionate lust Yet their halo’s dim And few turn their way Torn from reverence Their sheen in dismay Beheld and beloved Over endless rows In unswerving green So…
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The passing flare of headlights Carve through the evening fog As I roll away Consumed with fear Desperately clamoring for home Shadows ascend pridefully Parting ways From the stream of travelers Their immense hunger boils with vigor For the warm luxuries beyond Darkness pools Alive and obscured As I cleave the back roads In flight…
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Every pointless trinket Diminishes my frame Shrinking to the obscure I am confined To my rusted brig of dismay I fill my sacred ground With trivial conquests Hollow offerings To embolden my stature To be hailed As an echo Heard by all Little by little I shrink with despair Adrift in loneliness In each idle…
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Anchored to silence He crafts Amidst the swerving tides Beneath the crisp, savory moon He honors her exuberance Defiantly slathering Charging the soaked canvas With streaks of gold And sorrowful blue The crimson’s scorch Madly in the distance Simmering the cold spectacle Into bold Faultless majesty Amidst the crash Of brooding dark He proudly wades…
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(I wrote this for a friend of mine) From a space I hardly knew Scoured over delicately Hours on end No detail was overlooked A cool beckoning was unleashed Soothing my battered hide Nursing the anguish Hidden away When pride had driven me to fear It was rejuvenation Sly in her ways A coveting wave…
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Round and round they toil Nestled within Their own quaint skin The nights erupt With jubilant flare A toast to the breathing As they dance and swear Round and round As done before Free to the whims That singe the core Still they dash for more Their excuse for sorrow That leaves some sore Nights…
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