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vega Jul 2020
unbound cliffs
resurgence
i see spindles
of thunder float
behind studded
eyelids

the day is only
young if i
ask it to; my spine is
cracked like an
unloved book, but
the writing has faded

into bloated gums
swelling with
indignation
swear on your god
knife to paper
ink to straw

touch the edge
of the cloud for another
story—lightning
strikes twelve
under turbid gazes,
placid
I wonder, do you ever wonder?
How far we have come along.
With all those fights and in all those thunder.
We managed to live so long.
You made mistakes and yes I did blunder.
Still, we forgave, as we know where we belong.
I remember, you remember how we met at first.
It wasn't the best nor the worst.
We were happy keeping alive the thirst
Looking back, I see us in each day submerged.
looking back on how we have survive so much and still together.
Cox Jul 2020
Lately I’ve been feeling like malevolent raindrops, yet there are no clouds around, or rain predicted.
It was just the storm inside of me.
Lane O Jul 2020
A cup of tea
Sits alone on the table.
It speaks to me, consoles,
And tells me all sorts of fables.
I sip its nectar,
Amber and sweet;
Warms me from my head,
Down to my feet.
The thunder roars outside.
Cloudburst!
The heavens frigid deluge;
Sipping rays of sunshine
My warm refuge.
Eyes wander,
The sky’s still gray.
I close my eyes,
I shut off the day.
will Jul 2020
amidst the darkness
a gentle patter begins
tipping and tapping
a comforting rhythm
as thunder rumbles
and light begins to dance
during a nighttime storm
It’s 12:05am and raining. What a wonderful feeling.
-elixir- Jul 2020
As the rain falls
I seek in the halls,
for the familiar thunder
that took me under
under the magic
of the dark logic.
Through the dark streets
you walk with treats
for my shaded soul,
as you whisper slow,
"do I terrify you?"
as I grin through
these healed wounds.
-elixir- Jun 2020
The tears and shower blend,
while the thoughts I  amend,
and the deafening thunders
dampens the whimpers
of the stinging wounds,
in my heart abound,
as I drown
in the
woe
some wounds take longer to heal than others or maybe never
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