m.s.early : Writing

whisky and smoke

whisky and smoke

A Poem by m.s.early


syncopated claps on the old skin the top of the count is were the and is held the e is the sixteenth before snapping the sticks and the crash a..
she is writing more than me

she is writing more than me

A Poem by m.s.early


She is writing more than me.Putting pen to paper with breathy words carried by the wind in her memories.I can hear them, her thoughts,like a steady w..
on the moon

on the moon

A Poem by m.s.early


man on the moonm.s.early2017-03-22i dressed the poems with flowerscarefully with sentimentand dotted each “i” as if lighting a candlein th..
if my lips were to pronounce your name

if my lips were to pronounce your name

A Poem by m.s.early


If my lips were to pronounce your name, much sweeter they be as the sweetness of kisses the Sun lays on each morning. Should the ears of those be..
prelude

prelude

A Poem by m.s.early


the years before us but prelude sent from realms above not earthly element, nor ethereal dream not even stars precede our love
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you’re sleeping through the first snowflakes

you’re sleeping through the first snowflakes

A Poem by m.s.early


you’re sleeping through the first snowflakeswafting then resting like the yearsof our timeline.i’m remembering your eyesreflecting my smil..
seascape lover

seascape lover

A Poem by m.s.early


i could stay and surf in your eyesthat catch the moon like wave crests glimmeringmy shiny seascape lover
where there are dreams and windows

where there are dreams and windows

A Poem by m.s.early


before long lines on the horizon,before the stars, before the moon,in the empty air between us,a pulse through heaven’s gate,a whisper brushed a..
narrative from the coffee shop

narrative from the coffee shop

A Poem by m.s.early


I'm exhausted; no sleep.Two hours last night.So I made myself put work down and go out.I'm at the coffee house,having a fish taco,people watching,list..
she speaks carefully

she speaks carefully

A Poem by m.s.early


she speaks carefully mostly with her armorwhen shields up focusing intently but then stargazing reckless love language and she is vulnerable until sob..

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