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They burst upwards
All around this evening
There and there and there
Trees, Trees, Trees
Smashing through soil
To a darkening sky
Limbs and fingers and hands
Trunk and twig
Coiling coronaries
Pressed to the sky’s last
Etchings
Monoliths
Earths loud art
Not solemn
Not peace filled
This evening
Trees , Trees, Trees
Explode from the earth
Like Kraken from the ocean
Belittling
Reminding us
Trees Trees Trees
Four hundred million years
Before you breathed
Trees Trees Trees
Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 5:23 PM UTC
the one
precious thought
unfounded possibilities
unimaginable imagined
unassuming figure
crushed perception
beauty hearts desire
with just a glance
deep stare etching
hearts scarred tattoo
touch so gentle
gentleman’s dream
turned upside down
heart falling echoing words
manipulative skill lonely girl
picture left behind
presentation of facts
keeping your secrets
trust yourself
trusting no ******* possess me
till out of sight
among my mind
pirouette effect
leaving me flat footed
starring at the same moon
you gaze upon
********** plots of love
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 7:10 PM UTC
~ Otto Dix Plate 22 ~
Each night I meet myself in nightmares
I am my own enemy fighting in No-man’s land
I am material and real, yet I barely exist
in my imagination.
There is nothing whole and complete
nothing has retained its shape or structure
everything is splintered into surfaces
in my imagination.
There can be only shreds and shards
only textures, hard lines and spaces
where white light can dance free
in my imagination.
Each night I crawl through ruined houses
along dark passages that close me in
dropping to bottomless depths of myself
in my imagination
There are only axons and dendrites in my mind
electric sparking, all atoms in a crystal night
a grasping hand, a gaping eye disconnected
in my imagination.
Each night I try to find myself in nightmares
I am my own enemy fighting in No-man’s land
I am dark energy and matter, yet I barely exist
in my imagination.
© M.L.Emmett
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC