#NoPoo for Gabriel Book two -Invictus-
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01.10.2021________________________
#NoPoo
on gardening and burials
the knob did
at some point
had the fingerprints
the damp composting soil
ensured they too
were recycled
the iron heads
matters not how hard
eventually rot out
the earth
always takes
it
back
i though
on the other hand
prefer burying
seeds
...
#NoPoo
on gardening and burials
the knob did
at some point
had the fingerprints
the damp composting soil
ensured they too
were recycled
the iron heads
matters not how hard
eventually rot out
the earth
always takes
it
back
i though
on the other hand
prefer burying
seeds
...
298
1.10.2021
6.49pm
#NoPoo
Ode to October
October comes
crashes of memories
fears and tears
on sodden diaries
remembrance
of closed doors
and broken whispers
pleas to deaf gods
mantras recited
on prayer beads
unheard inner screams
help me....
on to November
when Soul left
to surfed the skies
you know...
named for archangel
Gabriel
one might think
prayers would be heard
I live still
but when I resign my heart
to the stars
remember me as one
who loved well
as I do...always.
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(NoPoo 325 ) I Ache
As i dream
Once more
Of your beauty
My soul
Does ache
All over again
I dare
To release fear
Open my ever
Battle scarred heart
To feel
Once more, love
The intimacy
I seek
Is in your eyes
And in your smile
I am bound
To them completely
So i expose
My very being
The gentleness
The kindness
I have hidden
I offer to yo
As i dream
Once more
Of your beauty
My soul
Does ache
All over again
I dare
To release fear
Open my ever
Battle scarred heart
To feel
Once more, love
The intimacy
I seek
Is in your eyes
And in your smile
I am bound
To them completely
So i expose
My very being
The gentleness
The kindness
I have hidden
I offer to yo
Anonymous
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Anonymous
Song of the Mockingbird
it's
unequivocal
where the past
left
it's deep
traumatic
scars
.
.
.
.
like neon
flashing—
highlighting
a marquee
advertising
the pain.
#Nopoo (#284)
it's
unequivocal
where the past
left
it's deep
traumatic
scars
.
.
.
.
like neon
flashing—
highlighting
a marquee
advertising
the pain.
#Nopoo (#284)
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Anonymous
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