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Bluevelvete
Bluevelvete
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. .. finding a way.... home.


I think there's a saying—
when certain things are lost,
they eventually return
from whence they came


with sheer
interconnectedness
powerful in their amplifying
enough to find a way

from
the
deepest
of
depths


feeling lovingly recaptured
possibilities in reclaiming
of a souls particular charms
excavated from darkened ether

Oh extracting a likened light

gnarled and weary
by such wayward roaming
listening to a honed voice
of echoed knowledge
hearing a uniqueness
within words dark and light combined

when once,
that, which was lead astray
has now choice returned
to open arms
wrapping entwined minds
into an abyss of unwavering sharing

to be exact
in motive, wants and desires
reflecting
truth
back to
truth


and finding comfort


in a found
of
home sweet home





#Nopoo 4/30/21 (#170)

Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom
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you are missing from me, too

 
They were small hours
when you called

I remember sighing
as you chewed over
reasons insomnia
stained the walls.

It may have been dawn
but I swear black fingers
scraped the brickwork
of an apartment window
as a voice gently crawled

tu me manques
you said, birds singing
their daybreak songs.

The French
do not say “I miss you”
they say “you are missing
from me”


that makes it a truth
and here, my dear
is mine—

I did not see your coffin

didn’t lay garlands
on your ribs or wipe
complex tears from
polished woodwork

didn’t tell you
that night I listened
to Radiohead until
the world dropped
its bleeding stars
from wrists

or how I loved you
so fiercely, the Gods
began shaking
lost
in dense forests of hands
that twirled tendrils like a child
who had never known the ecstasy
of eternal green

and I think of you—

I think of you every time
I smell the print of crisp pages
bless a morning amidst
sweet coffee and saucers

how each cigarette
was a handwritten letter
never, ever the same.
Written by Northern_Soul (-Missy-)
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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 171)
The Depths of a Hushed Murmur


enticing whispers
softly tenderly seeping
soulfully deeper




Bluevelvete
Bluevelvete
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To be made of nothing but strength

These insides are a twisting knife
burrowing into the universe
of all the clarity that is pain
pierced of certain platinum
and resurrected into a scarlet rage
only to forever repeat
each dastardly
and tortured moment
singular unto it's very own
fear, hurt and exhaustion
flare within the endless aubergine
a harshest essence
that makes
for such
unbearable misery

as the flowing of the dead
stream seemingly...

without any signs of stopping





*An ode to all women but especially those who have gone through or are the cusp of menopause.... Here's to you, you warriors, you. 🍷
#Nopoo 5/1/21 (171)

Grace
Grace
Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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187
2.5.2021
12.10pm
#NoPoo

silent congregation
amens whispered
names called roll call of mercy
with a name like yours
smiles may be evoked

Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom
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Advice on living

It was that moment
when “Dude looks like  
a lady”
by Aerosmith began  
playing at a family BBQ  
that our trans kid
belly laughed
 
and it was this moment
that reaffirmed if you
can grin, you can live
 
a treasure
for me to keep as
a mantra for life.
Written by Northern_Soul (-Missy-)
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AspergerPoet56
AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 172) Bonded

deeper and deeper
Falling into connection
beautiful friction






_feral
_feral
Thought Provoker
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deerspotting

 


i gaze
at them
hunting
pieces of
flesh

until
greater
trophies
walk past
them,


i think
about
how

they'd
have to
skin my
fur

grind
down
every
antler

and

mount
my face
upon a
wall,

just
to hunt
you

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02.05.21

summultima
summultima
uma
Dangerous Mind
India
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[four bullet sho(r)ts of…]  ~blackskies & blooddawn


 
 
 
 
 
 
1.
decay b(l)oom

 
 
silent choking  
choreography
stage~spreads  
 
in horrific strides  
of fluorescing radii  
with sudden strange
fruity~ floral incense
amid thick death stinks

& that this thursday’s  
thirsting black rainfall  
falls down venomous  
  arrowed in stains over  
wrinkle ripen await skins  
 
tattoos fate yet again  
 
..& deep humors cry out  
to ditched out leachates  
 
-a wasted finality succulence  
amid sound gamble of tears
 
a crisis city in open-dungeon
strew stacks of wrapped up  
 
pure white sapless flowers  
 
sooty burning funeral nation  
 
in its breaking mass cremation  
 
 
 
 
2.  
self-bitten penancing moon
 
 
even the super pink moon  
 
[from its bridal blotting out  
uncontainably in the swell  
rosily with a tingeing blush  
of its southern uncurtaining  
curvaceous edges- bulge out  
pretty risky as rimming razor  
metallic glob of a blinding flash  
.. growing to  protrude oblate  
as an overblown impregnate  
voluminous tissuing.. yet a clear
condensing concentrate One]
 
 
shrivels surreally atrocious  
from its bridal complexional  
gathering mountainous highs  
 
to a voracious self-cannibalistic  
skeletal moon.. soaking itself in  
tragedy skies- screams in shrilly  
soprano elegiac melancholy.. for
its virally going earthling deaths
 
 
 
3.  
her ::  the firing summer star, 'agninatchatiram'

 
scorchy desert(ed) stonehearts too  
melt in as rarified volatilities- a rush  
of an unclassifyingly  brewing essence  
of a some stirring astringence crisis--  
 
of anticipation   of the finding
of the feeling   of the high flying
of an almost tangent~ elusive touch  
of a needful breathing pain- eating  
in out in a rawbleed beastly beauty

 
of self.. moistly~ bitten harvest
of  vulnerable fruition... awaits even  
more assaults of lively~deathly cyclical..  
 
yes.   this now.  in conception
 
the rainfall spirals in a firing spree  
of gushing up petrichor spirits.. from  
 
within her aching deep soul core molten
 
 
 
4.  
him :: from a(n) (un)day,  in supreme devotee’s ritual
 
 
 
relentless are his visitations  
for the daily 'darisanam'.. in  
love’s dutiful labour.. quoted  
in no fat book of definitions  
 
but, wholly... of an abidance  
in felt holy calling divinations  
 
for that one glimpse of the deity’s  
eyes.
. fills in his thirst senses  
to hungering spirits... adding on  
a fiery streak & crackly sparkle  
to the unwavering speary eyeflame  
of the humming om thirdeye
 
today, he saintly waits....   in the  
temple’s entrance... only to a saddening  
emptyhanded return…  
 
near.     yet, not yet for today . for now..  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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SweetKittyCat5
SweetKittyCat5
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Fate

Hollow be thy name  
Thy kingdom come they will be done  
On earth, as it is in Heaven  
Time of remembrance in life’s rebirth  
A joyous breath celebrated in mirth  
Life is like a Chess board, as I say  
Enemies attacking with cutting tenderness only to slay  

Thy kingdom come they will be done  
Rook moves to cast the first stone, space has been won  
Misinterpretation on a higher religious scale  
Minds wandering as malicious intend dwells in hell  
Black pieces white pieces, have moved them all  
As a nurse, hands of deliverance as your kingdom falls  
You can do it, dammit breathe  
Too much to live for, from my eyes, as I see  
Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, health, as well as pain  
Monarchs, Kingdoms, Royal Courts never lasts, six feet under invitation, and now no more Reign  

These are the words one lives by  
Even for lost souls who imagine everyone else, is after them with whys  
Shouldering their own vanity with blind eyes  
Taste and feel the beauty, one should, and one ought  
No time in life to entertain assuming thoughts  
For a private eulogy as promised to a soul grasping for air on my watch  
Tick tock chess board in life has been rocked  
One more day given, frail, but God has turned the key to lock  
 
Yesterday, so many lives hung in the balance of life or death  
Fame, Money Gold, it did not matter to their sense of wealth  
So many people kneeling in the Chapel on knees  
Does it really make you less grand, if you never say please  
Grandeur with words that tease  
Never throw stones  
Lips saying one thing, mentality tends to come on strong  
In life, never allow them to see you sweat  
Bow in grace, aim your arrow when distress has been met  
 
Troubled waters for some have been stirred  
To my patient, for your life, your fate has been Heavenly deterred  
How am I doing nurse  
Quite frankly to assume, one would say mentally disturbed  
Low standards in life not to comprehend tactful words, some would say, totally absurd  
Breathe to live, is how SweetKittyCat’s creed rolls  
For the wicked one who thinks they have a glories soul  
For the world, lives hanging in the balance wishing to live in peace  
Not ready to give up their earthy lease  
 
The last breath of life determines who you would meet  
If your soul is wicked, darkness you shall greet  
Therefore, play, laugh, live, and embrace to love, but never assume  
It only dulls your limelight, increases your values of self-mental gloom and doom  
As the saying goes, when you assume you make an ass, out yourself  
When all is said and done, no one to stand for you, will be the only one groundless to soar and earthly left  
 
I hope you like your poem Mr. J.J (name privately protected)  
  
Love and Hugs,  
SKC
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NoPoo #130  (Nursing Chronical-2018)

InNomine
InNomine
Twisted Dreamer
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shh

I was done writing
listening to the cats
not yowling this time
actually fighting
bank holiday coming
Sunday down
everyone hungover
from hospitality
disasters the night before
the world is quieter tonight
and I don't miss writing yet
after weeks of stretching
truths and sounds
I can't say
anything
without saying it
as flatly as this

maybe it's time
for me to be quiet too

NoPoo 4 probably. Or 5

Bluevelvete
Bluevelvete
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a coincidence of desires



because of you...

when the sun
finally rose
delicate hearts
didn't burn
to ash

the night became
of velvet
enshrouding two
in sanguine promise

O' to be felt
realized from within to out
being of each other
known begets known

because of you—
because of chance
and charred black
happenstance

siphoned from
past lives,
mythical wants
or prayer itself

from nothing
is everything

when it becomes
otherworldly

in all
that is



desire




#Nopoo 4/2/21  (#172)

Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
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United Kingdom
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Arachnophobia

 
A spider wraps a moth
orderly, in tangled silks
turns her wings Persian

tumbling
on grave sails
beneath amber light

weaving a chrysalis
from finest crystal
death; a fanfare

of new crowns
upon skulls exposed—
peculiar peeled fruit.

Written by Northern_Soul (-Missy-)
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SweetKittyCat5
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Man, Religion, And War

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NoPoo #131 (05-03-21)
Another K Production

AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 173) Sans Adulation

not here for applause
Just scribbling my many thoughts
On empty pages

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