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not today
said the man in the mirror

hope is dead

monsters under the bed
are reaching out

the world on the other side
is screeching loud

and i have to find the devil
singing inside my brain

plead him
to take over
to find and contain

for i need his poison
to colour me red
to fight and sustain

breathe fire
and stoke my breath
feed the flames

take away the calm
that has set

from years of being
on this side of the mirror

not today
today we rise




not all evil is bad.
Little kid in creche
In Papa's or Nana's place,
gate sound still alerts.
Certain frequencies remain
alluring though they grow old
we short-lived eternal love,
from below
and from above.
 Oct 2019 kevin hamilton
eloïse
it’s written in your eyes,
you knew i wasn’t enough,
hell,
we knew i wasn’t enough,
but why did you stay?
Amphorae, beautifully crafted,
Delicate, exquisite, fire-glazed,
Heated in jumbo kilns,
Lovely molded necks,
Opaque pigments,
Quartzite residue-
Symbolic, timeless, utilitarian
Valued- with xanthic yellow zirconium
1/25/2019 - Poetry form:  ABC - In this instance, a poem in which every word begins with a successive letter of the alphabet. The first word begins with A, the second with B, the third with C, etc. - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
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