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What will sustain the forests When the gusts are few and thin? At the obscene closure of human kind And the silent passing,of worth and luxury What will remain Beyond the final tide? The brutal hollowing of what we once knew The lands rid of their roving pests Whom or what Shall linger to remark?…
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A full and bloated psyche Looms over the paper thin soul Their effort to arise From the immense weight of trouble Shall not perish, frozen and unfulfilled Carry on Seemingly pleasant With the veiled tragedy Buried for ages to come Carry on Seemingly effortless Gliding with misfortune Tucked beneath your tired skin
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In our prime We strain our ligaments In a desperate reach, for clout and eternity To be preserved In timeless fortune To stew in the marshes Of bottomless reverence Some are concealed From the bustling world To be pried from the earth In hours of desperate rummaging Recovered Restored to full stature Matters not to…
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I’m going to take a break from writing. I’ve haven’t written anything worthwhile in some time and I need to rethink a few things. See you later.
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Soft, whimpering notes Cascade from the idle dresser To waft below in the absolute dark And commune with the lonesome Bellowing moonlight While lovers writhe And burrow into their affairs Taken up by the swirl Of exhilaration, melody and primal instinct Break away from your callous words Your past dissents Your long forgotten chasms Bury…
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I once relished in days like these Bathed in grey suds That hang above for eternity Or so it seemed The weeds of heartacheSeemingly sprawl for milesI am greeted with their chokehold Dragged to their lowly cavernsBeneath their wild roots I find the origins of true despair For a moment distress clearsAs light pierces the…
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I disengage Little by little Day by day Withdrawn from the path of being Barred from the haze of earthbound reveries My nerves fall silent As my mind begins to rove Blossoming silhouettes and shadows That breed consciousness of their very own The black canopy of thoughts Frays and flutters away into the breeze Leaving…
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Recall The ghostly elegance of ages past As a madman Drawn to decades set adrift In ceaseless longing Enslaved by mourning afterthought Recollect Upon the maiden garbed in lily white How she wandered into your loving grace Every now and then Bestowing her kind words Blessings and well wishes Remain Bound to the husk of…
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Lives tussle and stir Beneath the high rolling Harlem sun Artisans peer from drawn curtains Perplexed, glad and greatly astonished “The world carries on “ “And a fruitful harvest lingers for the mind” They react in curious ways At the swarms of hard and soft matter Each molecule that toils and strives in unison Scurries…
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In the cold winter of nineteen-seventeen I trudged to and fro The shipyard and home again Trapped below the high arch Of Watchful,frail and sickly pines Father ails As I hobble through sheets of white Through blistering miles Frozen pastures and hollow desolation Smoke stacks billow into December skies Amidst my frigid hours My chattering…
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