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we are stories.
poems open soul
in ripples -
concentric color
bled deep in hungry minds.
we are words
after all,
but we’re breathi..
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A decade, now,
I’ve seen her there;
A dream can be so cruel.
For every time, I wake to find
Her bound by
Someone else’s rule.
I di..
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I wrote these poems in 2014-2015 and organized them to tell a story. Let me know what you think!
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She took me to Atlantiseverysinglenight.Somehow we were there,breathing waterbefore even a thought crossedto remember the air.Our souls swamin our tim..
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Sunset nostalgia:pink in the whispering stream,and stained with bloodfrom blackberries,or mosquitos,or both.Life is so fragile,even for memories.Memor..
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Light-waves flicker,spinning in the ringsaround her iris.Here they liesuspended,pulsing fromsome distant frequency,and wedged tightly behindher elusiv..
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We aresodifferent.Your heart pumps rubies,but mine grinds emerald and sapphireinto sharp, bright dust.It churns withthe drumming heartbeat,and it rips..
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A girlwith eyes like prison.Eyes that werechasms,but with rusty bars,and doorsthat shookin the faintest,slightestbreeze.One could break hersoeasily;he..
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A personalized poem to anchor the energies of Trust, Less Worry, and a Life Path.
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A personalized poem to anchor the energies of Understanding, Connection to others, and Love.
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