#NoPoo for Gabriel Book two -Invictus-
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—
there is a
power inside
the eardrum
stretching
further than
a tongue
carving
out names
into silver
bullets
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5.7.21
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(NoPoo 236) Biting Pleasures
deep pillow biting
ineffable murmurings
buried in pleasure
deep pillow biting
ineffable murmurings
buried in pleasure
Just the usual weather[ing]
I ran across the heated sand
waiting for the tides
wave after wave
crash across an impending shore
winds whip their scars
deep within this water's edge
as rip tides cut dangerous
out of sight where they lie in wait
blue beckons of grey
sometimes, nearer to - skies glow an orange-ish
humidity mixes with pressure
a strange feeling in preparation
last chances of safe winds
and simple shoreline walks;
having water that is aplenty
and my favorite, Dewars and soda
THAT'S weathering it just right,
a cocktail, new batteries
and my flashlight radio—
just another day in Tampa
#Nopoo (#233)
My "essentials" preparing for Tropical Storm Elsa (if she's still one by the time she gets here.)
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(NoPoo 237) My Existence Within
i only exist
within whisper breaths of love
that caress my skin
i only exist
within whisper breaths of love
that caress my skin
Northern_Soul
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Grace
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7.7.2021
9.14AM
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Dreamers
we were dreamers
watching our beloved
gliding through rosy clouds
eyes lit up with love's fire
tears came with our laughter
our words like dueling poetry
creating worlds out of air
a lifetime lived in minutes
we had stories yet to tell
but the curtains fell
my shouts of encore
fell on deaf ears
I am still seated
in this empty theatre
remembering songs and dance
faded in stale air
7.7.2021
9.14AM
#NoPoo
Dreamers
we were dreamers
watching our beloved
gliding through rosy clouds
eyes lit up with love's fire
tears came with our laughter
our words like dueling poetry
creating worlds out of air
a lifetime lived in minutes
we had stories yet to tell
but the curtains fell
my shouts of encore
fell on deaf ears
I am still seated
in this empty theatre
remembering songs and dance
faded in stale air
Brutal Phantom Pain, Exquisite Dreams and A Once Upon a Time
It's within the blurry haze
when I catch tiny glimpses
those split second aches
that nearly break me
bringing me to my knees
Renewed awareness
of absence
How very much I've missed
Memories that will never be made
and the hole that never quite heals
Pain attracts
Like, like attracts like
Reasoning never of any solid reason
is where in stasis becomes routine
and a soul slowly withers
Without even realizing
it had always been withering
from that moment forward....
by the death
of your very beginning.
#Nopoo (#234)
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(NoPoo 238) Your Breath Touches
unmistakable
feeling you ~ in every breath
so beautifully
unmistakable
feeling you ~ in every breath
so beautifully
Northern_Soul
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it's one of those 3am's
i push the window open
hang my legs out,
blow vape smoke
only to stare at absolutely nothing;
unless you count
a green buttplug belonging to a giant
as a gentrified building
in an urban sea of aching
loneliness,
whoever designed it should be shot
under a polluted
july sky
my neighbours dog just barked
in agreement,
so i confirm the city dead
as blue sirens
sing dead lullabies
into ear canals
drowning in
white
noise.
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8.7.21
Grace
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8.7.2021
10.40am
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Relentless
there is no warmth
in the heat of the sun
no blushing glow
in its heat's halo
there's no voice
calling the beloved home
there's no feeling
on the textured skin
there is a majestic indifference
to life, air blankets what it smothers
8.7.2021
10.40am
#NoPoo
Relentless
there is no warmth
in the heat of the sun
no blushing glow
in its heat's halo
there's no voice
calling the beloved home
there's no feeling
on the textured skin
there is a majestic indifference
to life, air blankets what it smothers
They say, it's the hardest trophy to win in professional sports.... who am I to argue?...
Warriors,
one and all—
Proven heroes
of ice and grit
Back to Back
their victories roar
of Lighting
and Distant Thunder
A bloody,
brutal battle
Won
(again)
seems
Lord Stanley stays
Yep, another year
getting his tan perfected in Tampa Bay
#Nopoo (#235)
(kinda silly but a tribute of sorts to the poem I did last year... imma dork! )
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(NoPoo 239) Beyond Exquisite Taste
little one taken
delicate soul so devoured
savoured beyond taste
little one taken
delicate soul so devoured
savoured beyond taste
Northern_Soul
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When freedom was only a bike ride away
The scent of honeysuckle
Oh how memories infiltrate,
conjuring long bike rides
banana seats
and double dipped ice cream cones
Those first senses of teen freedom
watermelon jolly ranchers
building forts
making nightly fire pits
warding off mosquitoes
From days first light
until fireflies twinkling bright
being among those friends
so sacred and profound, that group
certainty in friends forever, of course
Times of my life (up until then)
cemented in all that youth;
swimming, night jasmine
that first kiss, from the read headed boy
that I always squealed was "ewww"...
Sprinklers, water balloons
night time hide and seek
my favorite— Kick the Can
being so scared hiding,
that I swear I was going to pee myself
Sleepovers, prank calls
mixed with attempts at light as a feather
backyard camping, s'mores
toilet papering houses
and jiffy popcorn
Summer carnivals
collecting money for "Jerry's Kids"
sleeping in the cool basement
watching this thing called MTV
finding new awareness of what being unique
really meant
Discovering a new sense of self
without usual pressures
an oasis of summertime
where latitude was happily given
and three months
of 'emancipation'
was it's own
cherished reward
#Nopoo (#236)