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The saga forges on After falling When you’re twisted and torn And you rise to your feet, Your mind spiraling in fury – The sacred fable unfolds While your ears are ringing From the roaring blasts, The falling shrieks of inferno – The aimless road unreels Over the wrath of rapids, Weaving over chasms Into…
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A hollow home defies The leering eyes of storms, Frostbitten and scorched Waterlogged and overgrown – The scarred matriarch was carved Out of auburn wood, Before battle lines flamed And kings parceled the earth – The hollowed palace is alive With feral royalty, Given back to the forest Still vain in its ruins –…
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Holding on to an aimless cloud By a fraying thread Above the menacing ground, Pocked with tunnels – How much longer Until I fall untethered Into an ancient pain, Chained to a whisper? – How much longer Until I’m flayed apart By honest hands As we sink in the mire? – I’m holding on To…
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Running From the chill of silence, As a road snakes forward Though open desert And sidewinds through Eden – Chased Through an empire’s fading spark Where the sidewalks are beaten Into dust behind your stride – Midnight looms large Behind our searching eyes Always hungrily scouring Pouring light into the abyss – For all that…
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I’d love to dive again Into the emerald warmth, And soothing foam Of an afternoon tide – To break loose from the vise Of our disquieting times For the beach bonfire Still alive at high tide – Even if it’s a dream That I’ve woven in agony, While spiraling in heartbreak, I burrow in its…
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I’m calmest As a traveling phantom As a roving vapor As a passing illusion In the moon’s silver light – I am fed by the thunder Of familiar voices, Trading friendly volleys On their turf in the wild – It’s there I find refuge In the rhythm of their banter Fending off the plotting serpents…
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Above a canopy of smoke The ailing summer burns Too quickly forgotten In the valleys below – The passing city glowers In a shade of orange, In the wind-fueled storm Beyond the windshield glass – And the people float along Through their own storms of fire Beneath another clouded sky On a Tuesday morning –…
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The interwoven chorus of morning Spills through my window, One of mowers and song birds And emergency sirens – I’m sewn back into the tapestry By the gentle hands of first light, Stitched back together Within a worldwide fabric – I’m safe within the arms Of this savory illusion, Where all of my hungers are…
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When skies were black and blue I was chased by the wind With fireflies in my stomach And I burned brave and bright – Before the forest enveloped me And those fearless years, Before the seeds of worry Were sown marrow deep – Too often I pass through the distant light Of that bygone life,…
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No pain or elation, In the rows of cardboard houses The haunts of now distant Melodies and mantras – Friends and family chime But their words won’t sink They float alone to their islands Defiant in their gloom – The world’s colors run And bleed into each other Leaving paint palettes emptied And the heartsick…
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