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Colm Nov 2021
To put your thoughts to paper
And the flame to thought until it flies
Into ashes enbrace
Until it becomes the sky
Colm Nov 2021
I look for you in the words of others
I wonder where you've gone, yet know
Colm Nov 2021
fear holds no candle
to the cooling night of truth
which overwhelms the blinded eyes
and - in its own reflective way - shines through

this moonlight is my own steadfast renewed
sometimes I feel called to speak - it's not often, but it happens
Colm Nov 2021
Shouting into the void is not vanity, but humanity
Whereas shouting into a crowd is just insanity
Colm Nov 2021
This thin and failing, streak of light
   lights up my face
And shows the yesterday memories
   to the door away
And I, am tired, writes itself
   across my face
   almost handsomely
Colm Nov 2021
The edge of night now
Holds nothing to your sunlight
Frame outlined by day
The outlines created
Colm Nov 2021
Even tree whispers
Cannot compare
To the words once left
In perpetuity, mine
To touch and kiss
With loving ears
To caress and ever remind
This mind
Of the way you once
Would leave words behind

For me
Such a simple sound
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