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Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
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to reach you


tea
  notebooks
             
s i l e n c e
              
the fierceness
of eyes burning
hazel grey—
 
some things
are too beautiful
to be penned down


I write you
       anyway.

        
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_feral
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decadence

  
 
 
does not  
excuse a  
hatred.  
 
 
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05.06.21

Grace
Grace
Idryad
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Tragic

IF pain can be measured by the bushels  
or hurt and disappointment in  gurney sacks
to be stacked around her as a fort
her heart-home would be impenetrable
 
if reciting numbers could hold him back
and allowed to be counted on fingers
one should have more finger joints
and longer toes to match

Bluevelvete
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ignored.


You are there,
but not.

listening intent,
with deaf ears
seeing perfectly,
with blind eyes

becoming indifferent

hope,
slowly slips away
colors fade
into untold
shades

anguish remains—
spectacular
in a bruised brilliance
and spelt


of all those grey multitudes







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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 206) The Winds Of Destiny

separate ways
acute differences
confusion and pain
broken dreams
lonely old nights

empty arms
desolate souls
forever searching
no miracle of love
for the heart this time

it's kinda crazy
what feelings can do
bringing obsessions
starting madness
in darkness

conquered sanity
reason slowly dripping
who will win
demons or angels
fate decides

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Idryad
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Window

she awaits the trumpet's calls
staring at the shrinking brightness
of a world of nothingness and desolation
light and darkness takes turn
to play with the shadow
under her feet

she thinks of empty rocking chairs rocking
together, in a world once promised
she remembers the glass window
looking out into the grassy compound
and blue plastic swimming pool
she wonders how long she's been there

there's weed in your garden, my love
which  type of weed, dear....
sniggers


soon, soon




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of long days and longer nights...

sometimes rock ledges
are best of refuges

it is beyond me
why
some but can't figure out
that it is entirely possible
that one can choose
that
out of sheer free will

yes the odds
not just the location
are high
but
it
yes
is
what it is








Bluevelvete
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her.

Stretched out on the floor
our 'bed of pillows'
she laid between my legs
me, leaning against the couch
as her head and body rested
on my chest, within my arms

We watched Swingers
for the umpteenth time—
absent-mindedly,
her fingertips
circled the delicate skin
of my hands and wrists
I watched her, rapt and unknown
relishing each caress of her fingers
deeply inhaling the smell
of coconut mixed
with Florida sunshine

A combination
that still inflames,
when sense memory
instantly bellows a cry,
of her remembrance.

Pinpointing sexuality's self origins,
where a heart and body's
enmeshed realizations
spurs confidence
in a conjoined reaction
of newly blossomed raw desire 

to her
and her affects on me

Relief, at it finally making perfect sense.
Desires for her
so exquisitely pure—
cherished and white hot
were always there

A lifetime of curious neediness
met and satiated

in every way
i had once hidden

now, decidedly shown





#Nopoo   (#206)

Northern_Soul
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We’re all just floating on through

I swam northward  
out across an empty lake  
towards the picturesque
village church that towered  
its spire above rustling trees

breast-stroke  
was effortless  
today  
 
a mix of better food  
in my belly  
and wind in my favour  
pushed me across with ease  
 
and I—  
I swam  
my furthest yet  
 
touched the yellow buoy  
anchored on blue rope  
above the breakwater  
 
bobbed there  
for a good while  
letting waves carry me  
past perplexed ducks  
unsure what type  
of fish I was.  
 
There’s something  
about being out there  
with yourself  
 
by  
yourself—  
 
you and the deep;  
you and God  
 
away from things  
that tell you to fear  
the world and  
everything  
in it  
 
I wondered  
if birds had  
that same feeling  
flying for the first time,  
like anything is possible  
in an unexplored place  
 
and I feel—  
I feel as though  
I have swum this way  
for a thousand years  
circling the stars  
 
birthed myself  
entirely in reverse.
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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 207) Their Journey Of Ascension

In the imagery
Of devastating beauty
There's a new sun
Burning brightly
Love's beacon

From across
Time and space
Becoming my universe
Touching this heart
So profoundly

Dreamy intimacy
Her lunar pull
Gravity's reality
Ebbing flowing
Lapping over senses

Irreplaceable feelings
Burrowing deep inside
Bringing mindful clarity
Achieving submission
Soulful entities together

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I love You

picking out thorns
from stalks of roses
once gifted in a dream
now scattered potpourri
under feet too tired to dance

free, the twine's  cut
that which bound soul to pain
now, resigned to silvery stars
dusts collecting essence
of whispered affirmations

I love You.


Bluevelvete
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Cesspool.


There's
something
to be said
for


HONESTY.





So....
it's a colossal
FUCKING SHAME
when
those
words
mean
absolutely

NOTHING.











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Northern_Soul
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2 years and a day

i.

Sometimes
when swimming,
bitter lake water
shoots up a nose
& stings a throat

it’s the closest thing
I’ve got to a memoir

ii.

I never liked
who I was
when I drank

sometimes
you have to meet
a version of yourself
that sickens you
to the core

in order to kill
the thing that never
again shall be

iii.

I don’t regret you,
y’know—

I loathe you

and herein
lies my fuck you

IV.

that’s what
they call it isn’t it—

swimming out
into the drink

as I ponder
the irony




laugh.
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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 208) Best Brewed Morning

expresso love
dark strong eciting
cup brimming full of desire
steaming vapour rising
heavenly warming

heart and mind
needs its bittersweet taste
morning wake up call
hitting every sense there is
pouring through veins

what a wonderful delight
eyes focused upon beauty
anticapting lips salivating
damn hot in my clutches
your everything to me

coffee
almost better than sex
but not quite

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Stillness

standing still listening
the wind isn't blowing
no birds warbling
only the brooks bubbling

all is still where I am
I wish I am elsewhere
lying on green grass
under tree canopies

without the blazing heat
of this tropical sun

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