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Taking my fill of a river It is never enough I am scorched In these dire and desolate times – Knee deep In its raging, nourishing swell My parched eyes only widen With a fearful greed – Fears of wasting away Are sure to drag me under With full pails Repaying all the life I’ve…
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It is a sultry and passive Sunday Full of unearned slumber Lazing around Lovesick and half-drunk – A day of soaring melodies In the high noon haze Ever-thankful and filled With our forebear’s psalms – I reside in the swell Of many twilights past Her hand in mine Our kiss Beneath the neon stars rising…
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The fireworks’ nightly bloom Casts an empty glare Over quiet swathes Of tired hearts and minds – Home again Some retreat to their lonely caverns Weighed down by the day Pockets heavy with sand – In the evening’s flare They breathe in short shallow breaths Eyes wide at the ceiling Burning red and white…
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Reborn in the cartwheeling smoke Beneath the war cries of saints Their curses fall in volleys With venom and fire – Torn away from a dream By their thundering boots Charging over the calm Of our shared hallowed ground – Hurrying back through the trees Blasted down to stumps The mad voyage of their…
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Sunk By the weight of affection As tyrant tides clash The tragic glow of heirlooms Fade softy in the depths – I am no longer filled With the spoils of war Washed clean by the waves Charging through the blue veil – Sunken by their trust By their opulent dreams The mad and welcoming…
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Why do you appear to me Turning over in memories Driving a knife Through the dark of my conscience? – The levee has ruptured Fatally surging All the bittersweet notes Of graveside melodies – Coiling my lungs Is your serpentine silence When the cold black truth Is finally bled away – Your sweet and fragrant…
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Alive in a rising cloud The spell cast on me Pushed onward, forsaken By the soft sighing spring – Above the churchyards Filled with the shades of the bereaved I watch their wild colors sink Into shade and sorrow – So the mad dream fades From my heart at last – So the mad…
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Midnight stares through some Tearing open old scars To watch them sprawl Blossoming in red – The quiet hours are flooded With the groans of the fallen Heaped in tatters Frozen in madness – Too burdened to float on With sweet reveries The night turns to ash Smoke encircles their worlds – Silence tears through…
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Who will survive in this hell of our own design? Unshaken, unscathed In a forefather’s dream ~ The curses walled within us rise Into a scalding war cry As sirens scream and harmonize Through the streets’ empty sighs ~ A nation bleeds away Blotting out the white stars Burying the way home From this wilderness…
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Cut down to a field of stumps I breathe ashen songs Uprooted, Sailing on a mortal wind ~ Violence pangs within Beyond the night’s golden pyres Still the hellfire falls From a downcast smile ~ And still I tremble haunted By an exodus of shadows Their prey not far From their thunderous strides ~…
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