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Blue shadows slither uphill The sun smothers behind the glade Of trees-- A barrier, A fortification to the wounded kinks In my chest The silent vowels which breathes Upon every current of pollen-carried breeze The red, A lovely, dark malevolent glare Which seeps into the soil at my feet And top the soil like sprinkles of Ruby dew drops The grazing glance of blue-- Blue of the midnight, Blue of wild, turmoil waves Crashed Rolling Thundering Which creep to my feet Gusted by the pillar of trees I sit still with knees held to my chest Pondering at the beating against walls Walls I refused to breach before The drumming-- The unprecedented humming Which rattle into the marrow of my bones And echo, traveling the hollow curves Snaking-- Spiraling-- So that voices may carry And whisper in my ear This pulsing streak Radiates into the folds of my limbs And I cannot possibly catch my breath Waiting to catch, Waiting to listen, Waiting for something to happen After years of silent of calls Years of fortified smiles Just to break the fall One day, Maybe this day It is time to Sitting on the glossy bed of grass Smells enriched by the scorch of suns and brass The joy-- The ecstasy-- To feel the stones crack Break the wall created to deprive And as the midnight blue Shimmy onto my toes And travel up my feet-- Over my head, Tying a knot in my hair, The dew drops twinkle Now like pebbles of obsidian And the field of green Is now an expanse of black Where have I gone?
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC
Sonnets and Walls
Blue shadows slither uphill The sun smothers behind the glade Of trees-- A barrier, A fortification to the wounded kinks In my chest The silent vowels which breathes Upon every current of pollen-carried breeze The red, A lovely, dark malevolent glare Which seeps into the soil at my feet And top the soil like sprinkles of Ruby dew drops The grazing glance of blue-- Blue of the midnight, Blue of wild, turmoil waves Crashed Rolling Thundering Which creep to my feet Gusted by the pillar of trees I sit still with knees held to my chest Pondering at the beating against walls Walls I refused to breach before The drumming-- The unprecedented humming Which rattle into the marrow of my bones And echo, traveling the hollow curves Snaking-- Spiraling-- So that voices may carry And whisper in my ear This pulsing streak Radiates into the folds of my limbs And I cannot possibly catch my breath Waiting to catch, Waiting to listen, Waiting for something to happen After years of silent of calls Years of fortified smiles Just to break the fall One day, Maybe this day It is time to Sitting on the glossy bed of grass Smells enriched by the scorch of suns and brass The joy-- The ecstasy-- To feel the stones crack Break the wall created to deprive And as the midnight blue Shimmy onto my toes And travel up my feet-- Over my head, Tying a knot in my hair, The dew drops twinkle Now like pebbles of obsidian And the field of green Is now an expanse of black Where have I gone?
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decem
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC
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