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Harry Roberts Jun 2019
Tar
The air turns to tar and my lung wretch out fear,
The earth quickens into quicksand and I'm swallowed,
I rot in fright in the deepest night just hoping someone hears,
This place of absence devours me until I'm truly hollowed,
Substance inside is flooded outside its formed within my tears,
Time may heal but even so the clock trails what's been followed.
Harry Roberts Jun 2019
Forests dwindle from ashes rekindled.
Oceans grow then blanket earth in mounds of snow.
A cycle like a year for us but spread across milenia.
It's Hades or the Artic tundra a harmony that's swallowed by thunder.

Utopia that we forget these moves we make and then regret,
Paradise we cast aside for wants and needs we can't describe,
Heaven falls and we love limbo minds made easy when lifes not simple,
Asphodel this path is indifference but if you cannot care then what is the difference.
Two short poems
Harry Roberts May 2019
The horizon burns azure
The ocean blends into the shore
The crashing waves crash some more
And the seagulls cry a deafening roar.
Sun and moon, The land and sea,
A constant dance, between you & me.

The stars in space cannot replace this steady pace and softening grace,

If true loves true it falls on you to cut your path right through the blue,

Take your lover by the hand standing here on foreign sand,

Together is stronger this tether lasts longer the wrongs cannot sever this bond is forever.
Harry Roberts May 2019
The forests consume and reclaim death
Natures breath & her nurturing *******
Nourishing the beasts that pure chaos has left
Teaching them love where they only know theft.

The beasts made of clay and bonded by blood,
These creatures all rise where they fell in the mud,
The hands of creation guide and bestow,
Life to the Death that once grew below.
Harry Roberts May 2019
How the **** did this happen.
Goddess give me answers.
Is my luck so misshapened?
I put faith in my chances.

How fruit spoils before it can ever ripen
How love turns before it's ever heightened
How chances turn and bite like vipers
Now every turn is a chance to be frightened.

Now every second is an eternity without relief,
I forgo heaven as I burn with my belief,
I cry with my angels as my path becomes brief,
I lay with the demons when my soul is a thief.
Harry Roberts May 2019
Persephone
The spring gardens are heavenly
The Roses blush in her presence
And are scented with her essence.

Persephone
Returning to us to quicken growth
Even the underworld can't make you morose
Life overthrows death and we embody both.
Harry Roberts May 2019
I just want to run and keep running
See the drop off at the seaside
Befriend the critters on the bedrock.

I just want to sprint and keep sprinting
Till my lungs burn and my spirit's screaming,
I just want to wake up if this is dreaming.

I just want to wash away this feeling,
Into the ocean where I'm kneeling,
While the waves waver in grief,
Salted tears stolen by a thief.

Pearls put to shame,
Corals set aflame
Horrors all the same
With no one left to blame.
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