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 1d irinia
David
{Talented people deserve homage}

You, liquid woman permeates canvas to paint
I blink, blossomed smile capitulates rhymes, supple nuance with grace
Ink flow saturates veins
Gluten of synopsis , her molecular taste
Celestial pixels flower in stream
Better angels aloft,  cradle of lucid esteem
Evolve, life pangs, queen for a day, your carriage awaits
And when a friend is truly in need
You take them in and under your wing
Now they’re freed
From the harm
Somewhere safe
Somewhere calm
But beneath it all
They need care and someone to call
Special kind of Support but that’s not all
Emotionally and ****** but it all takes time!
 4d irinia
nivek
a shared space with spiders
Winter with the eight legged
come in from the cold

practising knitting silk
snuggled down-
and dreaming of flies.
...but time-lines
  are not for me
  they'd only inhibit
my creativity-

nature knows
when to appear:
with end of autumn
winter will be near-

if I write at all
it must surely be
from my heart's bidding
in complete spontaneity-

let the addictive scientist
focus on his lonely laboratory-
calibrations and measurements
(in time-prescribed) to the minutest accuracy-

mine shall only be
what I ascribe in my heart-line
unfettered and without boundary
whether I write in prose or poetry.
 5d irinia
David
Storms knock on closed doors
Windows seek out vacant souls
Tomorrow brings today as we levitate in pain
Shadows linger amongst vivid dreams

Black clouds beckon; calling out my name
The grey swells of normalcy
Death, taxes; medicated haze
Our bones rattle; virginity, chastity, abstain
Metaphoric pillows yearn to be free
Why must I be tormented by flesh
I tease it; it tortures me.
calm seas, restless lungs

breathe it in
the mournful breath is out there

skin is numb

the words are too

holding still
hidden under the tongue

holding
hidden

one more dies before he gets there
(what did the letter say...?)

holding
hidden

what did it say...?
An arranged marriage
A love that never was

So many secrets
And untouched lands

The burdens she carries
In pursuit of happiness

From God's forest
Of dusk line hills

The plainstones palace
Is the necklace she wears
To commence the descent

A soft jubilant rain
Promises borealis
And offers of peace

She prays silently for each
As they lower the crown
In a flourish of confetti

It's all about pageantry
It's all about possession

And the way she sits
On her throne
Like she sits
On the King's face
~
Think Tank (noun):

A place where thought and reason
Go down the drain...


See septic tank.
~
Derail your anxious train of thought

Open your inner spirit

And enter the dream corridor
like a leaf from a tree in its dying season

Coma come quiet
Airless linger delight

Sacrificial pasts
give you the power
to leave places

The world won't get better
but you will
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