A Poem by Perdition

Remember the tears

The words, the first warmth left

The stage we made of eloquent sigh

Words that pressed and failed 

Every chance 

A first, where day from night begins

Ending with the piercing starling shrill

Speckled cross the leap and closing wind

The song still melting on the wing

Remember the fever of our unyielding dance

Where the stems from silence could no longer stand

Release it, as if it were your wish

Held in the psalm of our hands

© 2019 Perdition

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A beautiful poem from a beautiful poet. Need I say more?

Posted 1 Week Ago

I cant tell if Im being birthed here or laid to rest....its all very confusing...crunch crunch ....burp! Oh goodness ...scuse me...hiccup!

Posted 1 Month Ago

Gypsy Warrior Queen

1 Month Ago

KFC!? NEVER NEVER ...I live in the deep South's POPEYES or brown bagged, c'mon. smack smack.. read more
Gypsy Warrior Queen

1 Month Ago

ah, I see we are doubling down today. I am back already listening to those memories or a Spanish gui.. read more

1 Month Ago

Crunch.. crunch...crunch...wha? Yeah...I have to agree with you on Popeye's myself. Although it's be.. read more
the song on the lips that is more than is the touch, the feeling of being close...when words can't really describe...this poem is so palpable...

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 Month Ago

Thanks J. If WE don't hunt down the indescribable..who will? And no eating the poems...Cafe or not.... read more

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Added on December 7, 2019
Last Updated on December 11, 2019



Sometimes, VA

Writing is a way for me to transcend the edges around the edges of transcendence; if you catch my drift. Thank you for your wonderful reviews and please forgive me if I sometimes fail to do the same b.. more..

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