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Aug 2017 a z u r e d r e a m

you brought me a bouquet of sunbeam dreams

Aug 2017 a z u r e d r e a m

Poetry First

you brought me a bouquet of sunbeam dreams

like a sword resplendent in cosmic splendour
you struck my horizon desolate
dazzling arc of your luminous reach devouring
several clouds of my ache
dealing a blow on icy lock on existence’s grills
conquered your blade in might
the relentless ravaging rave of demons within

in sun of March by my bend, like a gurgling
stream you flowed
wooing my weary existence in longing thirst
with a swallow of dare
into twirls of your currents I yielded my leap
but soon began to creep
within, healing waters of meaning deep

arose from the spring of your ceaseless warmth
a bouquet of sunbeam dreams
blossomed scented beds of roses red a hundred
sunshine shadow or rain
to dye in cheer my heart your rainbow thoughts
and ever shall remain entwined with
every breath of mine haunting fragrance of yours

#relationship #emotions #nature

Aug 2017 a z u r e d r e a m

remember

Aug 2017 a z u r e d r e a m

Lynne

remember

remember where you are.
whether you are riding
the subway at night.
or walking the cold
streets of a place
you once called home
remember where you are.

look around
whether you are sitting peacefully
in a corner cafe with your favorite
book or human being.
or listening to music
as you plan for work after
a long day of using energy
to teach the ones you love the most.
remember where you are.

feel your surroundings.
whether you are eating alone
or among hundreds of strangers.
or if you're crying in your bed
or laying on the floor
wondering if life is just passing.
remember where you are.

inhale your own existence.
whether you are holding
your breath, waiting for love.
or typing away on your laptop
waiting for some miracle job
or miracle opportunity
or standing in line at the grocery store
or leaning against your love
listening to the band play your favorite song.

whether you are reminiscing
whether you are in the moment
remember where you are
and be at rest knowing
you are there.

Aug 2017 a z u r e d r e a m

nuclear woman

Aug 2017 a z u r e d r e a m

blushing prince

nuclear woman

She was in love with the hydrogen bomb
the way his muscles dragged to the floor
caused grief in the streets
like the brazen antihero riding his motorcycle into the sunset
burgundy pink, leaving trails of glory and decay
between his feet
like the spit that ricocheted off the wall
into the permeated faces of
those she grew up with but held nothing but disdain
Contempt for their way of life
that so much imposed hers
there’s lead in his tongue
she drinks it with a slice of lime on the side
but she doesn’t know why
when he calls with a threat
like the whipping of knuckles
across her shimmery skin
she accepts that even the sun
causes damage
if you let it in for too long
she was in love with the hydrogen bomb

#domestic #abuse #women #love #life #existence #bombs #creation #destruction #poetry