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Grace
Grace
Idryad
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Dryad's Dream

diamond sequined gown
dance on sparkling ice

as young Margot Fonteyn
and Rudolph Nureyev

on a flowered deck
glade in faraway land

where the faeries roam
and dryads and Oreads dwell

that none might
destroy the forests of dreams.

Bluevelvete
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That smile




They're rare
and not usual,

he says

taken aback
in soulful splendour
very aware
of the respectful honour
such.
power.
wields.

O' to bring pure joy.
The source—
from which a smile blossoms,

is
to be
millisecond
fully known

steeped in
profound realization
of just how
love
is
seeded—




all while
twinkling
in
grace






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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 216) Monitoring The Pressure

I wake
Opening rited eyes
A world screaming
Or is it my own mind
Hard to distinguish

Thoughts keep crying
Scavaging feelings
Eating away sanity
Hearing voices
Loud cackling laughter

Wheel turning
Spinning around
Like life
Never stopping
Always rushing

Scurrying going nowhere
Clenched fists
High blood pressure
Reddened face
Angry anxiety wins

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Total word count 53

Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
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Two Robins

 

The pair of them  
have been haunting  
the yard for months now  
 
following me sometimes  
to the woods, the local park;  
I see them red shining  
through leaves  
 
and though I’m sure  
you’d be horrified  
that I see you  
as little birds  
 
I can’t help but feel  
you’re here with me  
when I need you both:  
 
it’s one of those days—  
just one of those days  
(you splendid bastards)  
when I miss you most.


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Idryad
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Fancy

holding hands
walking down the hallway
looking at photographs on the wall
heads close together
looking and pointing
sniggers and giggles
‘Remember that…”
“I saw that one…”
laughing
holding each other close
shadows flitting by
they never noticed.

_feral
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kitchen play

 

london is
an oven

where satan
plays kitchen

using my sweat
as a condiment.
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Bluevelvete
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A swim through the hourglass and a fall through the cracks of time.

 
(ii.)
July 2019—
 
 
it's within seconds,    
perhaps less  
and i'm comfortably lost    
   
wayward and winding    
twisting through curves    
a soaring float without end    
upon a 'something'    
   
a mind's version    
this, my ethereal misty    
   
being lighter than    
ever before  
my husk and i    
traveling so high    
   
an inner voice,    
the one  
of non-stop nagging    
quieted now  
   
only one sound—  
blood rushing in veins    
or maybe soft winds    
brushing against cooled skin    
   
senses dull a bit  
   
i can smell  
sweet earth  
and taste the harsh reality of iron    
   
feeling a heartbeat    
that slows,    
unnoticed    
   
pain morphs  
to a grey blue    
as any  
and all panic disappears    
   
danger dissolves    
it all becomes alright    
clear, crystallized  
no fear no doubts    
   
only a small sadness    
that i would never see you    
or have you know.  
   
   
   
as i felt it all    
less    
   
   
and    
   
   
   
   
   
less  
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 217) On A String

Hanging on a string
Lonely swinging waiting heart
Indesribale ache living inside
Feelings say its no sunday thing
More an everyday all night long sensatiom

Dangling over the abtss
Where surrender beeathes
Sending electrical shivers
Delightful jolts through senses
Giving that awareness of life

Love's madness keeps seeping
Yearnings biting hard
Feever burning
Fire rushes
Forever connecting

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Northern_Soul
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Keep some room in your heart for the old ways

 
and I will walk out
star-irised, barefooted
birthing the cosmos
smelling of moss water
pressing muddied hands
upon black-scar trees;
bees rattling a chest

and you

you may come to me
witch-wounded
with fistfuls of ash
plaiting magpie feathers
into your feral hair,
filling the rivers
with sacrificial blood—

we’ll cross dark bones
in the firelight.
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Bluevelvete
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[A continuation poem, inspired by and using the last line from @AspergerPoet56's Nopoo #217...]

On a String... cont'd


Forever connecting
mirroring one another
conjoined pain attracts
such poignant souls adhere

Being untied of one,
entwined to swing in dual
to be exactly every single day
hope filled together, per fate's allow

Madness morphs to fools in love
conquering the deepest abyss
even one glimmer of light
shall wholly destroy shared evil

Pure , honest hearts meld
loneliness is but a whispered memory
the ache of once yearned for
becomes the pulsing need of joy
and simple happiness

unified in mind
spirit
and branded upon



always.








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Idryad
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Doughnut

I don't give a pee whistle
on what you think about me
I don't give a middle finger
at a rolling doughnut

I will stop when I want
I will cease when I stop
my pain is not your average wound
you don't know anything
about mine

if you think sorrow
is my muse
if you think grieve
is my inspiration

think on
I don't give a pop
you are just
a rolling three corner tin can


Northern_Soul
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Brother Hate

 

chaos is the subtle fuel  
     anger, the raging fire  
venom feeds on ashen growth  
     in the burn of his desire  
 
light sometimes enters  
     pushes night far into day  
for love, she tells me I am lost  
     pain, he marks the way
 
 
 
 
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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 218) Touch Of Love[m

with just a touch of love
little magucal sprinkles
classical cupid"s spell
his arrow flying true
in the heart's direction

ever burning yearning
keeps surprising feelings
bubbling above normal temperature
leaving no doubt
fires are being unleashed

soul's whisper desire
like poets spill ink
listen as they float
honey dew eyes glisten
crying joy

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Grace
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Idryad
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Maybe

maybe the meaning of our life
is written on a rock
somewhere on this earth
perhaps east of the moon

maybe they are in the stars
who listen to our thoughts
or the angels
dancing on its sparkly points

if we just keep on seeking
maybe faith will grant wishes
for us to meet our own perfection
as in our dreams

Bluevelvete
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The felicity of fear  


I see you
and how you hide
behind bravado and bluster
thinking it's not obvious—
the glaring spotlight that reveals

I've known you
lifetimes worth
they always think they know,
best
without fail or second thought

I read you
of you and about you
it's the same tired,
"Oh, aren't I so clever" rigmarole

and sure enough...
There, in black and white.
It's clockwork, in precision.
I jaw drop marvel
that there's still those
who fall for the shtick
and the chest beating.

still?

I reclaim my time
taking back that,
which was so pointlessly wasted
while cherishing my very own
Eyes wisely opened to ways of the world

I understand now
that getting old utterly terrifies  
you and those of the same ilk
when hindsight squeezes
and presses down on all sides

Fear becomes king.

as 'obsolete' beats
like it's own tell-tale heart


thumping


that

never
ending


thump...





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