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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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Shivering As I fall to pieces In a crushing embrace, Pulled together by the gale Of her endless storms – I turn to shrapnel When the world ignites her wrath Cutting down all the prowlers Who plot in her shadows – I’m alive in the blast In the plumes of her fury Among her harvest…
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Sustained on shallow breaths The world’s tempo quickens As a new pain charges To the base of my skull – All for a slim chance In tomorrow’s deserts The steepening price For our fleeting comforts – Swollen to the brink Of blasting asunder As panicked dreams circle above Like buzzards – Filled to the brim…
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Wandering in swirls of steam Through sheets of rain, Soaked through But immune to its piercing bite – It’s a place I’d prefer To these dunes of sand To their serpent trails Coiling to death – Consumed by the havoc Of an evening tide Pulled to the surface In a merciful dream – It’s a…
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Basking in the mortal calm Before the dice have rolled I live free and true To a generous craft – Before the dice have rolled Before the wailing of sirens I will cherish the sheen Of post-war plunder – Before an ireful wind Breathes fire into our lives I will tend to my roots Weaving…
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