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amanda-jean
Italian I write, therefore I am.
The flame winks flirtatiously Teasing the shadows that dance like gypsies Gliding across the black backdrop sky The shadows, frightened in the night Yet disappear by day Enter into another realm with infinite languages meshed into one Making a foreign tongue familiar, opening the mind of the receiver The flame cast the shadows In a film all their own An action without logic A rhyme with no reason An opinion without influence   The eye of the spirit awakens Opens up to a new world Which was there all along Escaping the ordinary Communicating a reason for existence And a melody from which the shadows dance Leaving each a great distance from reality For an absence of the mind results in a presence with the body But a closeness with the spirit, an echo through eternity
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Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 2:44 AM UTC
Rosetta Stoned-Tool
Slipping into a substance-less trance Unable to distinguish between reality and dreams Strained in fast forward She'll watch her body descend- The bottom of the bottle is her closest friend A toast to the pain that dwells inside A sip to the fallen In limbo She hides Shadows loom Darkening her world A melancholy place Of strife and trauma A fading glimpse of who she used to be As his halo surrounds her Preventing a hollow heart from caving in Guardian angel- Eye from which he held Her shattered world together
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Nov 20, 2011
Nov 20, 2011 at 1:40 PM UTC
Her shattered world
The sound of your voice reaches out to choke me Those eyes never so wild Your macabre demeanor so comforting- A gallery of strife In a garden of dismay Lay me down-suffocate me String my heart on wire above your bed But let each pump reflect what you said Send my regards across the sea For my eyes will never see thee A transit lover you will be Unless you accompany me A love song-lost Locked in a castle basement- ball and chain Heard only by the mice I'll linger like smoke from a fire that has burnt out But will disappear in time Pushing daisies has become my hobby
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Jun 16, 2011
Jun 16, 2011 at 8:18 PM UTC
Pushing Daisies
Gossiping ferns tell the tale While lofts of vines hang their vail The whispering creek will never show What the rocks beneath seek to know Muffled by the trickling stream The dishearten stones create a scene Awestruck dew weeps Bringing silence to every leaf Past the daisies who shiver-these beauties dread the news they deliver The morning absent from glory When darkness descends-no end Stars wink at trees in lust "Shhh- hush your branches, it's a must!" For revelation is not tonight Despite the dandelions eager flight There is one way to be sure... Look within the trunk of a tree Closely hear the bumble bees plea Feel the sensation of a butterflies wings And embrace the chaos it brings So when you sense the end is near, look to nature with a listening ear.
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May 19, 2011
May 19, 2011 at 4:39 PM UTC
Nature
Roses betrothed to her bedside They cling to one another for existence Wilted blossoms-they are Though dreary Bowing flowers ring out melodies of sorrow Enchanting aromas dance through the air Her heart keeps time Both beautys morn for the other Black tears slip though cupped hands Stripped of purpose-peddels drop In the end every rose fades... Call her rose tonight
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Mar 10, 2011
Mar 10, 2011 at 6:52 PM UTC
Rose
A single light-- illuminates Shadows dance like marionettes Across smooth pale skin Vapor floats through a lonely light beam The air saturated with Tranquil exhales Eyes on fire--Breaths intertwined Toes curl under sheets of cotton Body. Mind. Move. Think. Free. To. Soar.
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Feb 19, 2011
Feb 19, 2011 at 3:50 PM UTC
Free. To. Soar.
Sometimes I sit |STARE| Soaking up emotion like a sponge Then squeezing it out as inspiration It pools at my feet Rises above my head An ocean, now-- Embracing the monster wave I drown Crash. Into. Me.
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Feb 4, 2011
Feb 4, 2011 at 5:15 PM UTC
Sit. Stare.
White noise emanates from the television Despite volume Her thoughts shriek His voice echos Bouncing off the walls of her mind With every blink a film strip of the past is replayed She can't escape it She's playing keep away with herself And losing Her head lay still But the earth sways Rocking her fading heart She entrusted him Already several shades of grey He applied the final coat Grave digger Only one grave to dig Hers
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Jan 26, 2011
Jan 26, 2011 at 11:14 AM UTC
Grave Digger
Abandon blacktop guides me home I speed down the barren road As a thick haze hangs in the air Creating a blanket over head It keeps me warm tonight
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Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 10:08 PM UTC
Haze
Four pale walls cage her Colorless and uninspiring Leaving a taste so bitter Breathe If she leaves now she'll feel ashamed But if she resides any longer she may not make it Her mind races Her skin crawls up and down her arms Perfection has become perfect hell Darkened by the mask she leads to believe is herself Images of shadows in the distance dance by Invading a vessel that is nothing more than helpless Breathe Her body feels as if it is shaking from the inside She is to weak to stand, to weak to fight She feels faint, thin as a skeleton she collapses onto a bed so familiar But so far from home His face imprinted in the back of her mind Her heart quickens The pills slowly slip down her parched throat Breathe She dreams to escape She dreams to be close to him She can still feel his touch though he is long gone The color in her face has diminished Her soul needs to be filled once again His smile awakens the song in her heart The twinkle in her eye His kiss restores her His eyes keep her warm on the nights she feels she will freeze With him... She can Breathe
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Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 10:07 PM UTC
Breathe