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It’s evening For the bleak heart of winter Floodwaters recede Before the flourish of green ~ So gently it falls In violet embers Trees lined against the western sky For its hushed Infernal demise ~ Sullen trees will branch higher Reclaiming their fallen Given new royal colors By a warm, tender breeze ~ As…
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Left songless To be mauled by the heat For a few empty words Shackled somewhere within ~ They are sure to be stolen from me Like a desert’s blurred illusions Shaken loose from my skull By a coveting wind ~ I boil over in silence When the roaring mad gale Pillages my thoughts And…
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Around the earth’s curve in silence As frozen husks The faint chatter of their masters Fades into static ~ Metal legions turn above How they clash and they burst asunder Into glittering storms of dust ~ Driven out into the heavens By the reveries of kings Now they’ve broken their gaze With…
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Still alive in the wild shades of spring Are her phantom melodies Combing through the swaying trees ~ Their serpentine roots Once ensnared her lost frame Now the agony of those bones Sink away in the mire ~ The only verse she can breathe Is outward and onward To each new rhythm spawned …
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Hello, friends. My apologies for not posting in about a month. Throughout December, I was busy putting together yet another collection of poetry. It is titled ‘The Wind Through the Trees at Night’ and it’s available for free on the website linked in the image below. Many of the poems within it are very personal…
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In his piercing black stare Cold and quiet My own sacred fires Die in vain In a bitter storm of vice ~ He buries All his empty nights of crawling In the heart of his envy Among the old bones of kin ~ Still he teams with life Somewhere underneath Awaiting A hero’s…
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Down river, Friends drift with hollow hearts For the open sea As the months roll forward Shedding glimmers of life ~ While I’m stalled in the rapids Left frozen in horror By the love bled away for the surging horizon ~ When I’ve finally collapsed To the river’s cold wrath I’ll rejoin their mad laughter…
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Far from whole Taken by ruination Crawling, through a shroud of wasted weeks ~ Light drains Love wavers In the colorless mornings Spare and cold ~ An old voice dives Drowning, in the coils of a bleak hereafter Weighed down with oaths sworn Leather-bound and buried ~ Far from whole Before the faint…









