Solst Rapture
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ReachingA Poem by Solst RaptureOn this bedin this roomin this houseI'm laying on a logfloating down a river reaching for leaves. |
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You dreamA Poem by Solst RaptureDedicated to Emily Burns. |
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Water fallA Poem by Solst RaptureMisty water fall wetting the rock-face and the tree |
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Blossom TreeA Poem by Solst RaptureIn the blossom tree’s shadow a dove coos a fly buzzes a spider crawls a man and horse walk where the wind blows |
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Smoky SunsetA Poem by Solst RapturePuffs of charred air. Across the red-blue sky, tight wispy clouds cotton with bold murk; coalescing into sight, ash bits an.. |
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The Girl at the gateA Poem by Solst RaptureIWho will be there to hold herwhen she pricks her handon a thorn? IIMight she catch the scentI scattered as I movedin the wind?IIIFrom the path I seei.. |
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Yellow Verb.A Poem by Solst RaptureWhile the father wiped the pink chemical dust and sweat from his forehead as he cut words from a sheet of red Perspex, his young son who stood .. |
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Petals of FloraA Poem by Solst RaptureWhen feeling aware of the vastness of space, of scope to concentrate, one often feels bound to the weight of knowledge and yet divinity insists on per.. |
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Vane of ArtA Poem by Solst RaptureMy relationship with art and knowledge is like a weather vane, my direction constantly changes with a force quite like the wind. |
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Red Skinned LegionsA Poem by Solst RaptureA ballad, inspired by history and childhood. |
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