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Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
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… and now I have epilepsy. 🤣🤣

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Idryad
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11.11.2021
10.08pm
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Prayers

when we started
this was like a chain
of prayers
not to be broken
bringing you back
out if your slumber

For me
at least
it was a drum beating
in tune to my heart beat
wake up wake up

each day a rose
in my message
wake up wake up
sometimes it beats
too loud for tears

at this time
at this hour
I reached out
to one who loves you
clutching virtual hands
wake up ...enough sleeping pal


selfish yes for I knew your pain
holding on to your tired soul
but you knew didn't you
you were ready to cross the bridge
join loved ones beyond the glade

Yes...on this day
a year ago
this chain  came to being
for you to read
when you wake up

I miss you, Soul. I don't think this will go away anytime soon. Surf the skies, angel.

Northern_Soul
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On fairytales & fierce hearts

 
when I was small
I recall being read the story
of the princess & the pea

how she suffered
an impossible beauty
that became her own

but I understand now
that women aren’t dainty

some nights
we find ourselves
sleeping on boulders
without flinching
on the mattress

sometimes the pain
makes us harder to love.
Written by Northern_Soul (-Missy-)
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poet Anonymous

AspergerPoet56 said:
(NoPoo 365) The Gift

sensual
ritual
of it
makes it
so hard
to resist

the way
he slowly
dresses you
whispering
how you
will taken

stimulated
mind
on fire
with the
imagery
placed

tasting
the glistening
dew on finger
he loves
your offering
to him





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achievement beyond words Colin!!
hats off dear poet!!!!!

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Idryad
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12.11.2021
10.53am
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Drip

it's like a slow drip of water
into an empty bucket
like a spider
bashing itself to death
on bamboo walls

the sound
the countdown
it grows louder
I want to turn away
from the impending
explosion

Northern_Soul
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Aurora

There’s a small pit  
in your cavern chest
that cradles my head
in the swollen dark  
 
it buries itself there  
skin becoming clay  
pressed against  
pale dawn light
 
none know  
the rising sun  
as intimately  
as we do—  
 
gold lingers  
in your open throat;  
soft prayers etched  
on arching spines
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_feral
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for geo

 



do you remember
when we were down on life,
streets cold & abandoned
taking a lost trolley
for a spin,

putting
our shitwreck
christmases
to good use
cause we
hated it,

trying to hold
cigarette𝚜 & spliffs
in between our
frozen fingers

exhaling
inner storms
in a world
that made
no sense?

although
we may be
miles apart

i can simply
tell you this
my dear
friend,

breathe
easy;

let the
winter winds
take you
somewhere
magical.
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12.11.21

Northern_Soul
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Osteomancy

   
because some days    
the living scare me    
more than the    
dead    
   
and skulls    
know this    
   
as I lean into fleshed hips,    
feeling a pelvis stretch    
a crumbling spine.    
   
I wonder    
how much memory    
marrow retains    
as I hold bones    
in my hands    
   
soft doe breath    
and keratin    
   
how deer teeth    
have ground themselves    
to the nub, wearing enamel    
into rawhide gums    
   
corpse roots    
rattling an empty head    
with its death song    
   
because—
   
some days    
the living    
scare me more    
than the dead
   
I know the    
sound of such    
grieving    
   
her song.
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Northern_Soul
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Of The Barren & The Wild

 
 
and she  
breathes
 
chestfuls of old love
under oak & alder
 
red rubies peering
beneath holly shards
 
//
 
the moor does not
know me—
 
she is me;
 
fertile,
full of loss
 
howling out
across field moss
 
a feathered sky
endless in song
 
 
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15.11 2021
5.21am
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Breathless

a distant church bell
rings incessantly
in my mind
and I see the dark moor
brooding under a silver moon
memories not mine
but one under an occidental sky

a dark figure appears
in the horizon
silhouette against light skies
I feel acute fear

and jerked awake on my bed...

Northern_Soul
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How To Be Vulnerable

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_feral
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the price you pay

 
 
how many ladders
can you make out  
of your body?
 
 
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16.11.21

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17.11.2021
3.26am
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Fear

Dear Soul,
heart speaks

dawn here
sandman wasn't kind
thinking of your evenings
in my mornings
the shared coffee
thousands of miles apart

imagined life lived together
the wheelbarrow from the garden
filled with fruits and flowers
and I completing my book
honey sometimes it feels so real we must have lived that before
tears and smiles mingled it was after the chemo, dear

so we spoke about
walking in the woods
picking flowers
or wading on the brooks
feeling the lichen under our feet

autumn leaves
cascades of them
and the blazing colours
of light through the tree canopies
shining into the window

playing the guitar
making it wail
and your fingers hurt

laundry and laughter at balled socks
new shoes for the winter
your much-loved leather jacket
and new jeans
it was a December then

feeding the ducks
and watching them cross the road
burying a friend
and photos of other friends
visiting you at home

losing photographs in a storm when a tree fell on your house
going to the grocers
payday

poems ...yours were cryptic I said
and you thought I wrote better...
I beg to differ
collaborations...star struck lovers as Hero and Leander...
Romeo and Juliet
World War Two soldier
you marched to Batangas

We spoke of me fading away
in your companionable arms
I've a feeling I'm not long for this world...we'll fade together

I laughed then
you're still young, archangel
no answering laughter

you know what
our second book is completed, dear
while you meandered in the lights
I'd like you to read this book too
but you don't have your glasses

there's nothing in the wheelbarrow, though
you left our garden untended

I'm hoping to see you walking up the road
with a smile in your face
and a bounce on your steps

I Fear
tomorrow
the day you left
a year ago




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To develop, the artist needs total darkness

 
like this photograph
in open hands;
a contortion of strobe
bending into someone
I remember

someone that melts
into shutters of time.

Long hair hangs low

hands slide behind
the leather seat of the car,
desperate to pull you out
of nothing

to drive, waves wailing
against a vermillion shore
until I find you awake—

black air stings my lungs
with the stench of escape.
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17.11.2021
7.01pm
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[b]b]Hands[/b]

Dear Soul,
Heart speaks.

today a year ago ...the clock was ticking
mocking sounds
tick tock giggle snigger
to my ears
and I matched it
with my chant
wake up wake up

writing vigorously
tapping keyboard
like a crazed pianist
telling myself
if I wrote fast enough
scytheman night pause to read
and let you up again
and the chain of poems
would be a garland
to welcome you back

you chose to wander though
further and further away
from your flawed scabbard

virtual roses filled the screen of your phone
but there was no response
you were on your journey
where everyone travelled alone

and I  held
bleeding hands
not stigmata
just the thorn of a rose pricking my palms
as I clutched it
in apprehension

where'd you go Soul
were you watching us
did you come and read
what we wrote for you

my heart was ticking
with the inane clock
a time bomb
ready to explode

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