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Literature Text
9 o'clock and
a nightingale song
clatters forth
from a starling winged night
in perfect mimickry.
The moon and her mandrake
baby screech whites,
peel trees to bone. Blacks
shiver down.
-
The stars meet
at hush- Deaf but eternal
jury. Atlas, stung by
each daughter: a pinhole
truth, still naively serene
after all they've seen: from dove breath
to flame. All
is a curse to the lampbearers.
-
O sleep,
The moon holds court.
Great judge, her metals bleed
into radiance, cleave twilight to hill.
She bobs socketless
through aether and flame, &
to her gleaming calm
all shadows die. No illusions survive
but reflection, who steeps wood in
moonwhites, petrifying old life into
honesty.
-
Moon, chokered-pearl
holds voice at night's throat -
pulls light through sea's veins
and tightens light's rope,
weaving candle across
the skyline to bless
something older than memory,
more tender than breath.
-
a will o wisp promise
severs reeds, racehorse fragile. I search
this ending place
with ghost light,
it shakes above the water, for
even the doomed fear
the heaviness of clean.
a nightingale song
clatters forth
from a starling winged night
in perfect mimickry.
The moon and her mandrake
baby screech whites,
peel trees to bone. Blacks
shiver down.
-
The stars meet
at hush- Deaf but eternal
jury. Atlas, stung by
each daughter: a pinhole
truth, still naively serene
after all they've seen: from dove breath
to flame. All
is a curse to the lampbearers.
-
O sleep,
The moon holds court.
Great judge, her metals bleed
into radiance, cleave twilight to hill.
She bobs socketless
through aether and flame, &
to her gleaming calm
all shadows die. No illusions survive
but reflection, who steeps wood in
moonwhites, petrifying old life into
honesty.
-
Moon, chokered-pearl
holds voice at night's throat -
pulls light through sea's veins
and tightens light's rope,
weaving candle across
the skyline to bless
something older than memory,
more tender than breath.
-
a will o wisp promise
severs reeds, racehorse fragile. I search
this ending place
with ghost light,
it shakes above the water, for
even the doomed fear
the heaviness of clean.
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Literature
New Air
My every inhalation was a hyperventilation,
Tiny puffs of naught but nitrogen and dust;
But then you took my CO2, transformed it into something new,
A true blue atmosphere erupting through the crust.
Now my trachea awakes in lakes of oxygen that slakes
The violent thirst of all the tree roots in my chest;
I attempt to catch my breath, but it is sprinting far and fast,
Away from death into the fairest air at last.
Literature
Yours
Yours
Make me
Groan with delight
Hold tight my fantasy
Fight against all the shackles
Keep me balanced, the room's spinning
We forsake all others, forsake ourselves too
While sating our thirst, while feeding our hungers
We tie up loose ends around each other's collarbones
By breaking bones and rules and taking everything for granted
Can't stop hiding the images behind my eyes and memorizing them
Swirling the lust around, a wine taster savoring intimate flavors
Floating on blues and greens, absorbing your sensuality too
Bodies intertwined, come down from above my frame
Fasten your mouth to mine, breathing tandem
Pressed together, it's urgent
Literature
Dreaming
Once I had a dream so crystal clear
it washed my dream-filled crystal eyes
bright blue.
Once I had a dream about another
and of walking shores on white-washed sand -
so far.
And over hills of pure bright green
and under halls of deep red stone
and through the heart of all there is
we went.
But by sunlight, crystals turn ashen;
the touch of your hand slips
like sand.
But through work-hours and play-times
and realistic views
I’ll be fine.
I will through all my days
I will through all my hours
scratch your words into stone-slabs
and deeds into bone
in my mind.
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i say poems because how neatly these fit together i am unsure of. but i love this one anyway.
might remove the section before last because it seems too strange set with these.
i love feedback.
might remove the section before last because it seems too strange set with these.
i love feedback.
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