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Kassel D Nov 2013
fire torched fear
frayed along the borders of new promise
where the once sought after fortitude
con-caved into white ash
taken back by the east wind
the origin of decline
for in these pieces
lay with me
my passion and my pride
Kassel D Nov 2013
unbound feet escort me
afar from whence i came
the long forgotten footpaths
lay long behind my memory
searching, i wander
through the vast sea of green before me
the raging wind captured
in the brief rush of eager leaves
quick to their demise
sheltering my easy steps
from the traces of the shadow walkers
who track me in the night

hark, now
i hear them
                                         calling
their hungry voices
decline in me the longing for new land
beyond the crystal coastline
where i can abandon the thick desolation
of the land you once called home
Kassel D Nov 2013
the shadow of your existence
has stretched beyond my viewing
the sun, eternally set beyond the ashen hillside
for now you reside in darkness
the fog-filled day light no longer enough
to sustain the vision of your hardships

think not of us
think not of mourning
for all we see is liberty
Kassel D Nov 2013
***
again in fear
and fire fuelled heart, you
rise to chaotic power
of wreckage, you speak, yet all i see is
nothing but your flowers
Kassel D Nov 2013
where once greyed the imminent destruction
of silenced, foreign words
now renews the captivating serenity
born once more to the morning light
where the sweet kisses of sun lit drops
torch pale skin that bleed vibrant colours from thinning veins
painting the world anew
the forgotten shades layed to waste
in the land of muted fears
as ardor springs to life
from the lips of my deceiver
Kassel D Nov 2013
something old
something new
always red
yet somehow blue
for in one minute
it beats for you
and in another
beats forgotten
Kassel D Nov 2013
i see your feet
like little ships
sailing with the wind
anchored here
but sails still taut
escaping to the sea

strip not your sails
rip not the anchor
from the deep breadths
of the turquoise sea
for in your travels
surely you'll find
a wave you cannot sail
and lost will you be
in the sea of your own choosing
the rescue ships sent to seek
the promise from your lips

send the bottle
send your sails
back to flourishing shores
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