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Eden’s Weeds (Andrew Crawford) “seed buried somewhere six feet deep beneath dry bones and brittle debris, lost in all of eden's weeds” Andrew Crawford <><>><> you tripped exploring mine own eden's weeds, more precisely, tripped me up, your poring over, my one hundred year old poems, flawed, by many spilled tears, aged old, for and over them, and now, once again, je vous réponds s'il vous plait this poem planned, title chosen, well before you exercised my memories, disinterring by your fingers, (surprise!} but the content you also now provided, @ ten to midnight, your privacy invasion, a very fine sleep deprivation excuse to compose one more time who knows, perhaps this next one could be ”flawless”^ not likely though, flawless never found amidst the weeds though in Eden chances are, chances are, not impossible, for that’s the place where slow, simple songs get replayed, celebrating lovers of life, its pleasant harmonies, go figure over, over again, like a rolling stone, until friction finally wins, yes ”my own chosen speed”^ is a-slowing, direction home, finally, the mosses occluding new words and combinations, concealed, like a moss, got no roots, birthed by shedding spores airborne, my new old poems, plucked from air, words passing by in phrases your phrase, eden’s weeds, hit my irises, insisting it deserved, instant cognition, two words, demanding special education, accolade recognition, perhaps if I stick around, for a few more poems, I’ll learn to write as beautiful as you.
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Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 12:31 AM UTC
nat-lipstadt
Eden’s Weeds (Andrew Crawford)
Eden’s Weeds (Andrew Crawford) “seed buried somewhere six feet deep beneath dry bones and brittle debris, lost in all of eden's weeds” Andrew Crawford <><>><> you tripped exploring mine own eden's weeds, more precisely, tripped me up, your poring over, my one hundred year old poems, flawed, by many spilled tears, aged old, for and over them, and now, once again, je vous réponds s'il vous plait this poem planned, title chosen, well before you exercised my memories, disinterring by your fingers, (surprise!} but the content you also now provided, @ ten to midnight, your privacy invasion, a very fine sleep deprivation excuse to compose one more time who knows, perhaps this next one could be ”flawless”^ not likely though, flawless never found amidst the weeds though in Eden chances are, chances are, not impossible, for that’s the place where slow, simple songs get replayed, celebrating lovers of life, its pleasant harmonies, go figure over, over again, like a rolling stone, until friction finally wins, yes ”my own chosen speed”^ is a-slowing, direction home, finally, the mosses occluding new words and combinations, concealed, like a moss, got no roots, birthed by shedding spores airborne, my new old poems, plucked from air, words passing by in phrases your phrase, eden’s weeds, hit my irises, insisting it deserved, instant cognition, two words, demanding special education, accolade recognition, perhaps if I stick around, for a few more poems, I’ll learn to write as beautiful as you.
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Thought of all those stones hitting my window The crush lover is like a austere sword Marble frames Blue veins Ducheess ice skies Pure white sheets Padded look Wavy gold hair Lighthouse freckles reflections The spellcaster in her room Gentle sender Captivating eyes Creator of edens She prepares her cotton spell Si           tele             swee lk           pa              ts thy Mi        dia                 du lk         mond        st Thought of all those instants gemstones pictures - Codelandandmore //23:50 PM ©
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May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 5:52 PM UTC
Codelandandmore
Cotton Spells
Thought of all those stones hitting my window The crush lover is like a austere sword Marble frames Blue veins Ducheess ice skies Pure white sheets Padded look Wavy gold hair Lighthouse freckles reflections The spellcaster in her room Gentle sender Captivating eyes Creator of edens She prepares her cotton spell Si           tele             swee lk           pa              ts thy Mi        dia                 du lk         mond        st Thought of all those instants gemstones pictures - Codelandandmore //23:50 PM ©
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