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Actually scratch that I won. I’d like to thank God (honestly) #NaNoWriMo18 #NaNoWriMo
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The mist rolls,
Cold w/rain
Like the world is
Dreaming itself
In the fog.
I feel the pull.
The pined distance pulls me
To travel like an ancestor,
To smash my phone
on my knees
To shed my maps
&wander.
My breath leaps
Eyes cloud bound.
Let me merge w/the mist
& wonder.
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side by side
still touching
thoughts taper
to vanishing points
miles apart
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Tapers for hope
The little candles sing
W/whispers of small flames
In saintly susurrus
Beneath the shrine
Emblazoned reads a sign:
“$1 to light a candle.”
Imagine,
It costs to hope,
That saints,like claw machines,
Await their coin
To grab us blessings
“$1 plz per prayer”
#vss365
I hear a pining mountain wind
A kind of weeping in the trees
Her summit loves the earth,
She yells. The foliage bursts
& burns in her crisp echo
Bright leaves billow down
Raining golden sparks.
She kisses us from miles away
Oh How can we withstand her love?
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such doubt
that turns your ground
to mud
#vss365
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i am misplaced
an unreliable narrator
cracked open my chest
and bees pour out
stings
of self doubt
and loathing
spreading their poison
infecting all I see
impossible to hold on
to that soft light
of hope
a narrow boat
in a swollen sea
words of comfort
spun darkly
into a haze of pain
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Back up.I’m my own serial killer
Hockey masked in headlights
W/myknife inscribed I cant
This weapon,my reasonable doubt,
Was found at my murder scene.
After,I saw a deathshead moth
Hatched from my throat slit.
It’s crazy wings itched out
Like a dream doubted to death.
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Committed to the pharmacy line
My knees congeal w/swelling
As the energy of standing burns
× urgency peels like wallpaper
Ive been always in some line
Awaiting,fading in strength
Buckling w/strain of standing in place
Never getting to the counter
Where healing waits
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The trees must play as host to heaven
Hanging as they do above the street—
Their nimbuses dazzle w/their yellow leaves,which rain down as solid sunlight.
This falling of leaves,these angel exhalations,
Are fueled by wonder for our world-
A high wind awing at our darkness
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You never see their last breath
fogging the mirror;it disappears
W/o a nervous whisper
Their final words—croaked
Intonations— evaporate. Gone.
Sound without an ear has no meaning
& their breath was always just that:
Something you called a life—
Two moths chasing a light
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I think my @TopTweetTuesday poem responds to all three themes of 'journey, edge, revelation'... that dangerous brink where you KNOW you shouldn't jump, but you do anyway...
Thanks to @MatthewMCSmith for inspiring and supporting our #poetry week after week.
#poetrycommunity
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clouds in training
darken into heavy grey forms
weep then disappear
#vss365 #training #Haiku
#3linespoem #micropoetry
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At birth,the ether soused oracle had slurred about Pandora’s future box.
Her foolish parents kept her from all things square,training her by uncorkings & bucket fillings.But this only made the box more seductive to her,laid at her feet by Hermes,who came as a burning fox

















