egeria-litha - Hello Poetry

I wish he cared about me and ourselves as a unit I wish he was 20 years younger I wish he was honest I wish he was a tiny bit larger down under It appears that I am wishing for someone else However, my thoughts insist on a version of him conceived in my mind a fictitious shadow that will never see the light

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Mar 28, 2021

Mar 28, 2021 at 10:29 PM UTC

Stubborn Madness

I wish he cared about me and ourselves as a unit I wish he was 20 years younger I wish he was honest I wish he was a tiny bit larger down under It appears that I am wishing for someone else However, my thoughts insist on a version of him conceived in my mind a fictitious shadow that will never see the light

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I may never get over the roads the rains the shortcuts that cut and scarred my journey long ago I may never hurtle past the memories alone the vices formed the lessons learned through experience in place of philosophy or words parted by wise elders I wish I knew before I asked or played with chance - a ***** dance And if redemption is a place I am coming to meet I will define it when my psyche is in peace when the past no longer weighs on me

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Mar 27, 2021

Mar 27, 2021 at 11:03 PM UTC

Time Tells All

I may never get over the roads the rains the shortcuts that cut and scarred my journey long ago I may never hurtle past the memories alone the vices formed the lessons learned through experience in place of philosophy or words parted by wise elders I wish I knew before I asked or played with chance - a ***** dance And if redemption is a place I am coming to meet I will define it when my psyche is in peace when the past no longer weighs on me

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A former romantic interest once told me, I was the kind of woman people write poems about Clueless I was the kind of woman who writes poems about strange men. He fell for me in a small mountain town 11,000 ft in elevation it was a hard fall.

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Aug 29, 2020

Aug 29, 2020 at 6:39 PM UTC

Untitled

A former romantic interest once told me, I was the kind of woman people write poems about Clueless I was the kind of woman who writes poems about strange men. He fell for me in a small mountain town 11,000 ft in elevation it was a hard fall.

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She came from a Minotaur and a Nightmare wandering the world as a beauty queen Naively, the world assumes she spawned from a bed of roses instead of a mistake between monsters despite a wilderness of warnings

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Aug 29, 2020

Aug 29, 2020 at 6:22 PM UTC

Where She Came

She came from a Minotaur and a Nightmare wandering the world as a beauty queen Naively, the world assumes she spawned from a bed of roses instead of a mistake between monsters despite a wilderness of warnings

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Bait Bombing from above Is this love? His talons crush the meat of my soul Sharp, vivid, and calculated Spitting pellets of my nucleus onto rough grassland Until I am reborn into a vessel inept from the hunt Doomed to weave Cursed to grieve Oh Athena Pallas, bestow mercy upon Arachne

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Apr 20, 2020

Apr 20, 2020 at 1:11 PM UTC

Pueo

Bait Bombing from above Is this love? His talons crush the meat of my soul Sharp, vivid, and calculated Spitting pellets of my nucleus onto rough grassland Until I am reborn into a vessel inept from the hunt Doomed to weave Cursed to grieve Oh Athena Pallas, bestow mercy upon Arachne

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I took Grief out for a walk Under a starless sky and moon sliver I took Grief out for a spin and on a drive Watering gardens with the tears from my eyes I laid Grief out during a rainstorm Blending in with the weather I took grief out on you and it made you shiver, hardened your heart,and late to deliver I kicked Grief out of my place Abandoned at a night club and ran away Found her grieving in my bed the following day I took my grief out Hoping one day it will go away

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Dec 13, 2019

Dec 13, 2019 at 5:10 PM UTC

Grief

I took Grief out for a walk Under a starless sky and moon sliver I took Grief out for a spin and on a drive Watering gardens with the tears from my eyes I laid Grief out during a rainstorm Blending in with the weather I took grief out on you and it made you shiver, hardened your heart,and late to deliver I kicked Grief out of my place Abandoned at a night club and ran away Found her grieving in my bed the following day I took my grief out Hoping one day it will go away

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It was the look in your eyes Never wore the brakes Trip of our life It was the shine in your eyes Stops me every time Chilly blue uncontrollable you Taos brings Chaos Crestone is half empty on a Full Moon New Orleans daydreams of ghosts and Voodoo Queens Miami sinks under the sea We are running out of places to be Centuries-old quest for gold The sun as our flashlight The sun hit your eyes Halts me every time Chilly blue undefinable you Drowns me in your monsoon

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Jul 28, 2019

Jul 28, 2019 at 5:54 PM UTC

What it was

It was the look in your eyes Never wore the brakes Trip of our life It was the shine in your eyes Stops me every time Chilly blue uncontrollable you Taos brings Chaos Crestone is half empty on a Full Moon New Orleans daydreams of ghosts and Voodoo Queens Miami sinks under the sea We are running out of places to be Centuries-old quest for gold The sun as our flashlight The sun hit your eyes Halts me every time Chilly blue undefinable you Drowns me in your monsoon

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I miss you in a whirlwind trails of wind whip my skin left high and dry volume in my hair dust in my eyes sand in the grit I miss you in a tailspin you were just here tread marks where you been I miss you in a time capsule I swallow each mourning And you loved us into a soapy, bubble I trusted would never pop

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May 11, 2019

May 11, 2019 at 1:44 PM UTC

A flash that last's years

I miss you in a whirlwind trails of wind whip my skin left high and dry volume in my hair dust in my eyes sand in the grit I miss you in a tailspin you were just here tread marks where you been I miss you in a time capsule I swallow each mourning And you loved us into a soapy, bubble I trusted would never pop

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I am raining the sky is too the ink is blotting on this letter to you dark clouds consume light blue shooting stars hibernate as I wish for you

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May 6, 2019

May 6, 2019 at 3:10 AM UTC

I rain until the well is dry

I am raining the sky is too the ink is blotting on this letter to you dark clouds consume light blue shooting stars hibernate as I wish for you

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Our personal tragedy must fit our personalities Ripped in two or smashed to pieces destroyed all the same She committed suicide or left me for another man she left me all the same He didn't make it first or murdered before the finish line regardless, he failed in rage I lost him to the sea I lost him to cancer loss as the answer will an increase in self-awareness cause bliss or the enemy of it a myriad of pathways to the same place ----------------------- Does it matter what color and form pain takes? Would you prefer strawberry or vanilla flavor ****** up? No, we don't make our syrups here And one last thing, would you like fries with that?

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May 6, 2019

May 6, 2019 at 2:57 AM UTC

FLAVORS

Our personal tragedy must fit our personalities Ripped in two or smashed to pieces destroyed all the same She committed suicide or left me for another man she left me all the same He didn't make it first or murdered before the finish line regardless, he failed in rage I lost him to the sea I lost him to cancer loss as the answer will an increase in self-awareness cause bliss or the enemy of it a myriad of pathways to the same place ----------------------- Does it matter what color and form pain takes? Would you prefer strawberry or vanilla flavor ****** up? No, we don't make our syrups here And one last thing, would you like fries with that?

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