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Jul 2019 · 155
what can I give...
Luke Jul 2019
what can I give
but love?
tears and anguish
have no currency
in the end
prayers cross to another realm beyond my scope
where ash and dust
wait
what can I give,
my friend?
what can I give?
Jul 2018 · 188
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Luke Jul 2018
>>> love[:pillory]
Feb 2018 · 126
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Luke Feb 2018
self weaning poetry
Jan 2018 · 238
waiting room
Luke Jan 2018
wooden coffee
6 oz styrofoam cup
splintered morning
Jan 2018 · 174
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Luke Jan 2018
fingers trace
along after
Jan 2018 · 170
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Luke Jan 2018
wrap your words
around my head love
Jan 2018 · 149
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Luke Jan 2018
emptiness
fills
Jan 2018 · 108
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Luke Jan 2018
it was those *******
stars
that made us break our
womb
Nov 2017 · 242
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Nov 2017 · 235
ever
Luke Nov 2017
ever the blue sky
surrenders
Nov 2017 · 155
dandelions pop
Luke Nov 2017
dandelions pop
like flies
on the dead
scream for the sun
still clutched
in winter's grasp
Nov 2017 · 157
The wind scrapes...
Luke Nov 2017
the wind scrapes
these walls
taunts my bones
to dance bare
betwixt shadows
a waning moon
shares this
delight
Sep 2016 · 270
held
Luke Sep 2016
my skin betrays me
what is not broken
cannot heal
and it has held me together
too well
Jul 2016 · 174
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Luke Jul 2016
your words
the wind
I am listening
Jun 2016 · 1.7k
these foothills
Luke Jun 2016
these foothills
rolling in pine and
grassland meadows,
where silvery lupine
follow the melting snow,
hint of the mountains to come
in spiny crags that
catch a cumulus pocked sky
cottonwood tufts rain
this day after solstice
Mar 2016 · 221
awakened
Luke Mar 2016
first blossoms
of the cherry
winter's dream
awakened
Mar 2016 · 269
dogma
Luke Mar 2016
listening
was
never part
of the
job
Sep 2015 · 334
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Luke Sep 2015
out not so early
running my gait
solitude in every
graveled step
Sep 2015 · 565
iterate
Luke Sep 2015
each iterative
a lesson
to fail
gracefully
Jul 2015 · 330
atascada /\ stuck
Luke Jul 2015
entre un soplo
y poesía que llene
el cielo como estrellas
esta luna atascada

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between breath
and poetry that fills
the sky as stars
this moon, stuck.
Jun 2015 · 865
l i n g e r i n g
Luke Jun 2015
l i n g e r i n g
from the lips
a kiss

is
our
cliff
Jan 2015 · 219
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Luke Jan 2015
I'm a hollow tree this night.
Defiant to the moon.
Bare.

Where is Spring in me?
Where the heart of these woods?
Dec 2014 · 675
misconstrued space
Luke Dec 2014
misconstrued space
linear object-naivety
exudes this place
high-rise freeway three-dimensional waste
culled from a series of poems about LA
Nov 2014 · 1.6k
breathless
Luke Nov 2014
breathless lingers
untwines
this tangle
Nov 2014 · 961
lips fold
Luke Nov 2014
lips fold
embraces / slip
tangled
skin / bramble
limbs
Dec 2013 · 424
she catches sunshine
Luke Dec 2013
she catches sunshine
barefisted over gravel
joy bleeds from her seams

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