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A Poem by TheJordBaker

My eyes a heavy swell
and the sky a guilty grey;
quite the pathetic fallacy
for plagued as well.
A wish in vein and folly
to sink into a shell,
ashes and dust
and a patter like rain on grove
from the Earth which was crushed.
And I'm ten falls on
trying to breathe,
learning to stand,
kicking in oceans,
rubbing feeling into hands.
One taken, one ceded,
regifted and ten falls on.

© 2019 TheJordBaker


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Added on October 10, 2019
Last Updated on October 10, 2019
Tags: X, ten, loss, sorrow, guilt, poetry, poem

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TheJordBaker
TheJordBaker

Washington, United Kingdom



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I'm Jordan and I've been away for a while, but I'm trying to refind my voice and work towards a couple of projects. In my late teens/early twenties I released two poetry collections which are avail.. more..

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