david-w-jonesWhisper

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againlistening to the wind / pushing rain against the glass; / voices crying out to me from
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Oct 12, 2014
DomicileMy spirit held captive, / As I listened to the rain / reflections of an inhabitant
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Sep 8, 2014
RememberThe white light / no longer burns brightly; / its adoring heat subsiding with
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Sep 6, 2014
ConnectedAnother year is subsiding; / I have lost track of time. / The smell of despair fills the room.
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Sep 4, 2014
The DoorSummer is slipping toward reminiscence. / Moments no longer held tightly. / The days are nothing but mist upon the glass.
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Sep 3, 2014
InterimI saw her face again, under a / different circumstance; memories / still lingering within the fragrance.
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Aug 16, 2014
PersephoneHe stared into the eyes of Persephone / Mesmerized by the reflections concealing / A broken spirit; those beautiful
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Jul 3, 2014
Perfect UnionThe love ink has for paper / seeking that perfect union / like a couple united in matrimony.
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Jun 2, 2014
SmolderingIt feels like I died long ago; / Waking to an unwanted revival. / Drenched from a flaming baptism,
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May 31, 2014
VowStanding along the seashore / holding an urn containing / the ashes of mistakes and regret.
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May 31, 2014
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