a-n-h - Hello Poetry

Stars melt like candle wax; any added scent lost long before retina wick is burned down.

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Sep 20, 2013

Sep 20, 2013 at 8:29 PM UTC

Stars melt like candle wax; any added scent lost long before retina wick is burned down.

Vermilion teardrops: falling in waves like anguished petticoats rustling down the year's corridor into winter; the palace gates are bare arms, living kindling unscarred in pools of fire - with Chronos' breath to set the mood, glowing in every torch the charred remains of a living kingdom fall to ash.

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Sep 20, 2013

Sep 20, 2013 at 8:48 AM UTC

And the Kingdom Falls

Vermilion teardrops: falling in waves like anguished petticoats rustling down the year's corridor into winter; the palace gates are bare arms, living kindling unscarred in pools of fire - with Chronos' breath to set the mood, glowing in every torch the charred remains of a living kingdom fall to ash.

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He loves torn, worn and broken things; lives on bookshelves dreaming of girls with shorn, drooping, flightless wings and ancient eyes so he can watch endless rain scattering rainbows to fill a blotched mind that he can’t see is far from flightless.

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Sep 18, 2013

Sep 18, 2013 at 2:12 PM UTC

Dependent

He loves torn, worn and broken things; lives on bookshelves dreaming of girls with shorn, drooping, flightless wings and ancient eyes so he can watch endless rain scattering rainbows to fill a blotched mind that he can’t see is far from flightless.

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I see you beneath the robust rubies that draw drooling blood to keep alight, in your skin, I see you, peering through lace lashes across your face of silk damask, on the inside the colours reversed and I see it, that, every stitch (every missing thread), I see you.

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Sep 16, 2013

Sep 16, 2013 at 1:00 PM UTC

Unfurled

I see you beneath the robust rubies that draw drooling blood to keep alight, in your skin, I see you, peering through lace lashes across your face of silk damask, on the inside the colours reversed and I see it, that, every stitch (every missing thread), I see you.

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Eyes squint against the machine gun moisture; tongue sweeps lips dry and hair soaks to add to spiralling streams running tearlike around raw eyes; Autumn brainfreeze strikes like whiplash in back of head and creeps vicelike around quivering throat; a million pins into bare skin. Face is upturned to the downpour.

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Sep 16, 2013

Sep 16, 2013 at 12:06 PM UTC

Cloudy Skies Meet Bloodshot Eyes

Eyes squint against the machine gun moisture; tongue sweeps lips dry and hair soaks to add to spiralling streams running tearlike around raw eyes; Autumn brainfreeze strikes like whiplash in back of head and creeps vicelike around quivering throat; a million pins into bare skin. Face is upturned to the downpour.

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Moth-eaten lace veil - it unfurls like swan wings beating back to a better time; holes pocket sunlight and age-old folds mimic the curve of your mouth, light and dark play as the lace dances between my fingers - inhale exhale

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Sep 15, 2013

Sep 15, 2013 at 8:47 AM UTC

Vintage

Moth-eaten lace veil - it unfurls like swan wings beating back to a better time; holes pocket sunlight and age-old folds mimic the curve of your mouth, light and dark play as the lace dances between my fingers - inhale exhale

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There's always a charm in how puzzle pieces slot together, physically a pair moulded to come together. There's always a charm in how shells encase nuts tight around, nature's perfect nurturing fit. There's always a charm in how flowers sway side-by-side more beautiful together creating explosive seas of colour and grace, standing proudly alone, with pollen smeared on stigma, but better together.

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Sep 15, 2013

Sep 15, 2013 at 5:33 AM UTC

Bifocal

There's always a charm in how puzzle pieces slot together, physically a pair moulded to come together. There's always a charm in how shells encase nuts tight around, nature's perfect nurturing fit. There's always a charm in how flowers sway side-by-side more beautiful together creating explosive seas of colour and grace, standing proudly alone, with pollen smeared on stigma, but better together.

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Your kisses ferment my blood until ethanol overwhelms oxygen and I am burning from the inside out, intoxicated.

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Sep 14, 2013

Sep 14, 2013 at 5:32 AM UTC

Sin Gas

Your kisses ferment my blood until ethanol overwhelms oxygen and I am burning from the inside out, intoxicated.

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Tomorrow is an anniversary: 39 years, 39 years; how sweet to have made it this far without forgetting (twin abandoned, twin left bare) how to drown a graveyard with your tears.

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Sep 12, 2013

Sep 12, 2013 at 4:55 AM UTC

Cot Death

Tomorrow is an anniversary: 39 years, 39 years; how sweet to have made it this far without forgetting (twin abandoned, twin left bare) how to drown a graveyard with your tears.

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Forearm up to block - the firearm’s out to blow and the spectators peck away at the show; saphrotrophs fester fright; such delight in such a plight and a thorn thick enough with blood to drain the room.

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Sep 11, 2013

Sep 11, 2013 at 12:14 PM UTC

Decompose The Show

Forearm up to block - the firearm’s out to blow and the spectators peck away at the show; saphrotrophs fester fright; such delight in such a plight and a thorn thick enough with blood to drain the room.

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