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Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

Satsih Verma

Your window
was very small.
Why did not you throw the dice?
Walk away
without a want?

I had no courage
to tell the lies,
to hold the secrets
of brave tears,
which failed to live in red-bricked house.

And a naked womb
protecting the fetus
from scars and curtains,
will find a anointed bed to sleep for eternity,
for delivering, a new star.

An anode will discharge
on a galactic light,
a message of the hungry
birds of prey.
Death wants its share of flesh.

#life

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

The Gold Rush of 2017

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

WJ Thompson

The Gold Rush of 2017

It is
beginning.
Mouse on the C
Mouse on the keys
Photovoltaic benjamins
New cologne: Mars Musk
X marks the interstellar profit
Build-a-baby with CRISPR-Cas9
Mouse jumping playing "Für Elise"
Are words worthy of the afternoon?
Does the value offer gain an interest?
Nicholas coils are being insistent.
Mouse waving, saying, "see!
Will you follow me?"
Scampers toward
ignited rockets
I'll follow him
into the
gold
rush

New job, baby. Let's gooooooooooooo

#gold #future #rush #mouse #tesla

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

We grow accustomed to the Dark

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

Emily Dickinson

We grow accustomed to the Dark

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We grow accustomed to the Dark—
When light is put away—
As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp
To witness her Goodbye—

A Moment—We uncertain step
For newness of the night—
Then—fit our Vision to the Dark—
And meet the Road—*****—

And so of larger—Darkness—
Those Evenings of the Brain—
When not a Moon disclose a sign—
Or Star—come out—within—

The Bravest—***** a little—
And sometimes hit a Tree
Directly in the Forehead—
But as they learn to see—

Either the Darkness alters—
Or something in the sight
Adjusts itself to Midnight—
And Life steps almost straight.

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

Message Written Off

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

Satsih Verma

Message Written Off

Any need to stitch an acid,
bare designed, in endoplasm,
when moon was walking like a full-breasted bride?
The synthetic feat was neat and clinical,
yet I want to turn back and talk about
something which heals the spirit of winged sorrow.

Marrow implant blooms like pink dough.
Can you walk straight,
think clean?
Organs for sale; mannequins are real flesh, bones, heart.
Roasted incense of sick birds floats –
you become a possessed iris.

Can you do something?
My limbs are aching, terrific pain.
Want to run like a stricken buck,
go for fasting like a schizophrenic,
become a letter undelivered
and message written off!

What is the truth then?
I cannot afford to accept the defeat!

#life

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

Distant Voice

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

Satsih Verma

Distant Voice

Today I will shed my body
and meet you halfway at watery address.
My eyes were not blinking to hold the clouds.

To live or not to live was a great pain.
Two small hands and two bubbling eyes
glued to a broken wall was my hope.
And glitter of the road,
fallen trees,
dead panther,
had sacrificed my sun.

I think I live to die daily,
and die daily to live again
over the enormous property of shame.

Melting in my own blood
I was becoming dark.
The night was dancing on my sadness.
Now it was me, shaking in remoteness
of a distant voice!

Distant Voice

#life

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

Exposed

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

Nessa Kay

Exposed

I was furious
because I had been so completely
out of control-
lungs shaking
throat clenching in my path
and spiraling out faster than
that moment before depth,
all because the heart on my sleeve
was bleeding through
and I couldn't stand the stains.

#love #heartbreak #confession

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

weather report....

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

betterdays

weather report....

soggy bottomed shoes
encase wrinkly tender feet

it's been raining solidly
for more than a week

the towels all smell
of mould and mildew

the carpets more mud than wool

the vegetable garden
is accsessed by canoe

and the fire just splutters
cause of the water in the flue

we have gathered a menagerie
of frogs and spiders on the
front porch, there is a sugar glider

and still it rains....and the rivers flow high
gosh what I would give to see some blue sky

so raining nine days straight over 410ml.... and everything is damp and soggy...no flooding yet but the river are running high....need the sun to break through soon

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

IN SWEET SILENCE

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

THE QUEEN OF DARKEN DREAMS

IN SWEET SILENCE

IN SWEET SILENCE

When the sweet silence come to me
In the summer breeze;
Oh, how I started missing thee
The one who loved me,
It was a session of season
When true love was given
And then taken;
Left my poor heart breaking,
Oh, how I started aching all over again,
Silent thoughts of true remembrance,
Things of a sweeten past you given
Our love will be written,
Even the time of sigh;
I won’t allow lying,
I shout in silence
where no one could hear,
My love for you I hold dear
I have no fear,
Your love was always true,
I could never forget you;
My love still runs strong for you
Even while you are gone,
Death was never a place
I wanted to see you in,
nothing changed;
My love for you stayed the same,
But, then something truly has;
In silence, I still call out your name.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

I Think

Mar 2017 Lilli Blakk

WJ Thompson

I Think

You are,
               what you feel.
You are,
             what you think.

But you
             can
                    change how you feel by changing what you think-

I think.

Do you agree?

#change #think #feel