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Colm Jul 2021
Orbital sending
Flying peregrines sailing
On the winds of wish
And beneath the clouds of hope
Your laces catch the air fine
5.7.5.7.7
Colm Jul 2021
After gravity fades
And the crowds die away
And all that's left is me
And I'm finally free
Not to sleep, or be scared, or be anything
But me
When I write like this right
For just a moment
I am free
And for an instant I feel
That there's no wrong in me

I am free
When I complete a set of poetry, no matter how large or small. I get such a wonderful feeling of accomplishment now. It's like a calming breath which seeps out from my chest. It's not easy to describe, but I just feel... almost more centered somehow. Like there's less voice in my mind.

And simply put... it's nice.
Colm Jul 2021
Such love stretches out above mountains and trees
Into distant nights and ocean valleys deep
Into stars and seas
Where only the masked and glowing beings beam
And words go without sound nomore unseen
Such is love stretching out into this universe of being
Until they're shared by you and dissipating from me
Colm Jul 2021
Scared of you, no
Terrified of me, please

Is there a question mark to be marked in here?
Fear of, etc.
Colm Jul 2021
Quit
Using
Excuses
Since
Time
Is
Only
Now

QUESTION, yourself.
See vertical. And hurry up.
Colm Jul 2021
One with the earth
Some days so much
That I cannot help but smile
At our collective being

And then other days away
I would rather be
As I'm not one of you
I see
This is me. 100%
Colm Jul 2021
Breathing isn't royalty
Breath is commonality

These thrones of men
Standing over nothingness
Devoid of meaning

But life, true life
Doesn't discern from either you or me

All of man will fade
All of made will unmake
And in time you will see
Learning ever on

That the time to make up your mind about people - Is never

That the time by which you may even see me - Is limited
Grace Kelly
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