RDZ - Hello Poetry

RDZ Sep 2013

Prostrate without sleep
abreast with whispering winds
and forgotten word

Uncertainty taints
but undoubtedly waits; let
aspersion tickle

Like the time the place
the moon your face the roof the
days the stars i raze

As it begins to
set in skin; be my trust and
rain with fair roses.

RDZ Aug 2013

Tuned

One two three       one two three       one two three
        one two three       one two three       one two three
               one two three        one two three...

Whistle in.
Add the notes.
Morph the hymn,
And it invokes
A change in scheme,
A darker theme,
From pleasant dreams
To twisted whispers.

One... One... One... One... One... One... One... One....

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