Sidney

It is a rare gift, the unopened flower
          Patiently awaiting its own bloom.
From budding to wilting
          From wilting to budding
It creates art as it lives
          As it dies
Transformation is its existence
          The cycles of life
                   Of death its routine
Saint Dionysus.  This is he.
          He is this rare gift, this orchid
A rare beauty in both substance [...]

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World War Three

Screaming mothers clutch onto their dead infants.
Bombs blind the eyes of the dead.
The little girl with the wide eyes watches while hugging her kitten.
The fathers are shot at point blank range.
 
Why have the mothers lost their sanity?
Why have the fathers abandoned their families?
The dead tell us why but we cannot hear.
Me, the little girl with the [...]

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Wanting

I am wanting to
Reclaim the songs that memories stole,
Feel the rhythms surround me,
Float atop the melodies,
Sing among the clouds.
 
Every note, every breath
Which resides within me
Has always been of this substance,
The ethereal substance that is song.
 
Memories attacked me with song.
I could no longer handle the sound
Of this music which loved me so.
At last it is time [...]

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Violet

My eyes cry out for violets.
Whispering voices tell me it’s okay.
“Everything will be fine.”
Yet with each new sun the pain grows.
My thoughts wane with the moon.
All I long for now is comfort.
All I desire is violet.

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Twenty

No longer does the water frighten me,
Yet I am still unable to dive in.
The air is where my spirit resides
Yet I long for water with a passion unknown.
I have seen twenty fallen.
 
My watermark is faint and seems faded,
Yet I know that it has only begun to appear.
The stars yearn madly for the earth
While I desire [...]

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Tonight I Gazed at the Moon

Tonight I gazed at the Moon.
I sat on the soiled pavement
Listening to songs of September,
Gazing upon the Full Fire Moon of August.
I watched as the thin white clouds rose,
Rose up to greet dear Selena.
I feared they would obscure her silvery light.
But not even the clouds could diminish her glory.
Selena shone as brightly as ever before
As [...]

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Tied Up

Tied up with rope,
I fight the urge to scream.
My wrists are starting to bleed.
The coarse fibers have sawed into my skin.
What is there left to lose once the flesh is gone?
 
Tied up with cloth,
I cannot remember yesterday.
What was it that stole me away?
The wind stung my eyes until they wept.
To leave is to forget what [...]

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Slight Chance of Rain

The Eyes get heavier with each click of the hand,
While the neck grows deliciously languid.
The pale yellow horizon peeks out from the gray
For a final goodbye to the moisture.
There’s a slight chance of rain.
 
One evening long ago I stood upon the roof
Drinking wine and envying the stars,
Singing songs and swaying to the wind,
The moon [...]

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Skylights

Sitting upon the wooden plank
I look to the west and gaze at the clouds.
Lightening flashes, yellowing the sky
Brilliant crooked lines crawl through the black
And so I turn to relax my eyes,
To gaze into the darkness once more.
 
Sitting upon the wooden plank
I look to the east and gaze at the stars.
Dull yet ever proudly present
They [...]

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488

Running through time as if in a dream can weigh you down.
Yellow pills which may be working but it’s hard to say so you take them anyway.
When three languages blend together and when even the rain feels like a scalpel on your flesh is when the time has come to forget time and [...]

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