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Life-lines
"It is there"
She pointed
to far off
shroud-leaden darkness
two paths
through
which crawl bramble-trod
& rocky garden
had i left Utopia
burning
feckless autonomy
searing Deep sentient cold
that i've never been said the shadow
yet twas borne true
cooed Aurae
cans lie spilling open, littering Gods given forest
dragging dirt forth-with self-inflicted tears
scorch evermore, the Pearl who painted my visage
bridges crumble
without fault by others
it is center at every flaw
i
plant hyacinthus
cue the cumbersome and prickly painted desert
where empty skies raise no constellation
the colours in me fade with such distance
another round
this simple sip
it is all i shall ever know
life
it is in these staggering lines
She pointed
to far off
shroud-leaden darkness
two paths
through
which crawl bramble-trod
& rocky garden
had i left Utopia
burning
feckless autonomy
searing Deep sentient cold
that i've never been said the shadow
yet twas borne true
cooed Aurae
cans lie spilling open, littering Gods given forest
dragging dirt forth-with self-inflicted tears
scorch evermore, the Pearl who painted my visage
bridges crumble
without fault by others
it is center at every flaw
i
plant hyacinthus
cue the cumbersome and prickly painted desert
where empty skies raise no constellation
the colours in me fade with such distance
another round
this simple sip
it is all i shall ever know
life
it is in these staggering lines
Published 9th Nov 2016
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Anonymous
- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
9th Nov 2016 6:50am
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9th Nov 2016 8:48pm
Thanks for the warm welcome and read Am!!!
Greatly appreciate You coming by :)
Greatly appreciate You coming by :)
19th Nov 2016 3:12pm
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Anonymous
- Edited 9th Nov 2018 2:45pm
26th Nov 2016 8:55am
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26th Nov 2016 11:48am
you are still that refreshing breath,
so, if you do not mind.. .I'm just
going to sneak off with this one
very quietly..
promise to not make much noise
because am inaudibly captured.
Love thist my Souladaretease!
-Howlings
so, if you do not mind.. .I'm just
going to sneak off with this one
very quietly..
promise to not make much noise
because am inaudibly captured.
Love thist my Souladaretease!
-Howlings
2nd Dec 2016 5:27am
Awwww HW-You're too good to me!!!
My head swells Dear Poetess-such a gift from You who commands such Creativity!!!
My head swells Dear Poetess-such a gift from You who commands such Creativity!!!
20th Jan 2017 8:04pm
Wow, man! This is some slick poetry. There is some sorrow and regret in these lines, blurred with American pale ale, I assume. Great description and imagery weaving in and out of each stanza. An excellent poem, something I'll come back to explore again. Well done, soul.
20th Jan 2017 8:55pm
Honoured Good Sir-TY for the RL!!! Indeed- there's always Mellon at the picnic lol I hear it builds character- though I do tire of it at times!!! Again Bro- glad to have ya walking the streets once more!!!
