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Styles 12
Poems
Mar 2019
Violet Waves Frosting Leaves
After-dark
aria's
shattering
silence
of
night
a drowned mockingbird
perched in shrouded branches
pecking in your head
He carries
weeping willow
memories
burnt to stub
lanes of forest trees
curiously inflamed in sun
mysterious
at
night
violet waves
frosting leaves
His ethereal trill
like
a
haunted
snowflake
tiptoes frigid air
both wings fractured
in maze of mirrors
now he serenades night
silencing crickets
full moon inspired
24 hours a day
spring to summer
clarifying his voice
He remembers being tested
by demonic shrieks
each black shrill
holding him underwater
a delicate noun
forced to eat verbs
nobody knew
what he survived
He returned years later
after silence stole his voice
perched half slain
on a broken oak branch
his frail voice
full of gurgling river water
and
broken stones
He never knew if his song
could escape the cage-
his
scarred
voice
steadily
becoming
stronger
inspiration hunted
by
moonlit
ribbons
frosting hope
back into
clear
violet
vision
fractures of shadow
lingering for wise reminders.
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