#inverted - Hello Poetry

to the edge and back (inverted diversion) ——————————————————- *your life may throw you curves, mine, straight edge blades, lines galore, like sidewalk cracks, jumping from safe to safe place but always teetering tottering on edges, like verses in the next poem, trying to make it just to the next line without falling in cracks, China bound you can follow my lead, don’t though, if I could, would willingly plunge, deeply, for there is no safety in safe spaces, only in the holy dark, cracks is the true safety you seek, where poems roll on a highway like Reno tumbleweed, humble before snow capped mountains, these are the contrasts where you birth procreations, poems yours and mine die in childbirth, returned to sender, returned for retuning, despair not, they’re coming back to this world guises in a different colored skin, a different alphabet, script, the meaning yet unchained and unchanged, despite the* inverted diversion

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Jul 25, 2020

Jul 25, 2020 at 9:05 AM UTC

no-truth-login

to the edge and back (inverted diversion)

to the edge and back (inverted diversion) ——————————————————- *your life may throw you curves, mine, straight edge blades, lines galore, like sidewalk cracks, jumping from safe to safe place but always teetering tottering on edges, like verses in the next poem, trying to make it just to the next line without falling in cracks, China bound you can follow my lead, don’t though, if I could, would willingly plunge, deeply, for there is no safety in safe spaces, only in the holy dark, cracks is the true safety you seek, where poems roll on a highway like Reno tumbleweed, humble before snow capped mountains, these are the contrasts where you birth procreations, poems yours and mine die in childbirth, returned to sender, returned for retuning, despair not, they’re coming back to this world guises in a different colored skin, a different alphabet, script, the meaning yet unchained and unchanged, despite the* inverted diversion

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_Confessor_, I am reborn, Vain with ash and frankincense; Absolved of my inverted pleasures, Reconciled to the morality of suffering. _Confessor_, I am returned, Predestined to gravely offend; Nimbly contrite in my genuflection, Gracefully weak-kneed in my resolve. _Confessor_, I am reborn, Although aged by my discretion; Examined satisfactorily by my conscience, Blessedly relieved through your encouragement. _Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa._

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Aug 30, 2019

Aug 30, 2019 at 4:30 PM UTC

annh

Mea Culpa

_Confessor_, I am reborn, Vain with ash and frankincense; Absolved of my inverted pleasures, Reconciled to the morality of suffering. _Confessor_, I am returned, Predestined to gravely offend; Nimbly contrite in my genuflection, Gracefully weak-kneed in my resolve. _Confessor_, I am reborn, Although aged by my discretion; Examined satisfactorily by my conscience, Blessedly relieved through your encouragement. _Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa._

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Toe the line, keep the peace lay brick and mortar higher do not proceed. For fair is my heart and weary am I of the anger that follows the deed. I hear the warning from my heart but I don't wish to flee. Trying to hammer down the wall, the masonry, that encircles me.

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Nov 3, 2018

Nov 3, 2018 at 6:26 PM UTC

Cymru

Encircled

Toe the line, keep the peace lay brick and mortar higher do not proceed. For fair is my heart and weary am I of the anger that follows the deed. I hear the warning from my heart but I don't wish to flee. Trying to hammer down the wall, the masonry, that encircles me.

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Can you envision it now? An Inverted World? Where colors go beyond their definition... Shades of shadows transforming as beams of white They do the opposite of their given mission Praise the Lord we don't live in an Inverted World Where Comfort and Chaos try to share one frame The morning's flawless innocent white clouds scatter away and are replaced by black clouds that will start a new reign Our minds will try to solve this puzzle as a sun of dark radiance blast it's curse over the nation The forgiving pink roses turn against us as their petals allow green jealousy to manifest their vision The diamonds that covered the sky at night would only be small shadow reminders of the new sun that leaves us breathless The Night would be purer then Daytime it's self. The Elements water and fire would have switched identities. These changes are endless Praise God we don't live in an inverted world. Where our skin looks like it was painted in ashes Or for those with a darker tone, look like their body have been invade by an icy storm encouraged by magic The Lord instructed color to have a meaning, commanded nature to have a destiny and a desire... Again, Thank you Savior, for your mercy of an orderly world, where shades are in their places, and harmony is not a liar Coloration embraces it's role and refuses to fail it's task to symbolize it's emotion... How truly lucky and blessed we are.. That We Don't Live In An Inverted World...

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May 8, 2018

May 8, 2018 at 10:39 AM UTC

ClawedBeauty101

Living in an Inverted World

Can you envision it now? An Inverted World? Where colors go beyond their definition... Shades of shadows transforming as beams of white They do the opposite of their given mission Praise the Lord we don't live in an Inverted World Where Comfort and Chaos try to share one frame The morning's flawless innocent white clouds scatter away and are replaced by black clouds that will start a new reign Our minds will try to solve this puzzle as a sun of dark radiance blast it's curse over the nation The forgiving pink roses turn against us as their petals allow green jealousy to manifest their vision The diamonds that covered the sky at night would only be small shadow reminders of the new sun that leaves us breathless The Night would be purer then Daytime it's self. The Elements water and fire would have switched identities. These changes are endless Praise God we don't live in an inverted world. Where our skin looks like it was painted in ashes Or for those with a darker tone, look like their body have been invade by an icy storm encouraged by magic The Lord instructed color to have a meaning, commanded nature to have a destiny and a desire... Again, Thank you Savior, for your mercy of an orderly world, where shades are in their places, and harmony is not a liar Coloration embraces it's role and refuses to fail it's task to symbolize it's emotion... How truly lucky and blessed we are.. That We Don't Live In An Inverted World...

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I've disconnected myself from reality. I'm walking on scarlet skies and these clouds seem to hold me upright. My skins peeling like falling rain. My hands feel fictional because I don't feel the weight of anything. I can see the world decaying from this inverted state.

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Mar 24, 2016

Mar 24, 2016 at 10:41 PM UTC

BaezJo

Inverted

I've disconnected myself from reality. I'm walking on scarlet skies and these clouds seem to hold me upright. My skins peeling like falling rain. My hands feel fictional because I don't feel the weight of anything. I can see the world decaying from this inverted state.

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Double sided Your presence always accompanied By the most dreadful momentum You are gaining speed You are losing peace You are giving the lead To a power that won’t cease It’s cloaked in impulse A body of desire Though intention rests in its holsters Pride is all it fires Swirling beauty slow down! Running too fast for those Who can recognize to see And those who can’t to catch You champion hope by burying action With action of the wrong kind This version of hope doesn’t Liberate, but rather infects the mind Hope was meant to inspire Not fuel a pointless fire You’ve made your conscience a liar Dragging ideals through the mire Shadow-kissed A waste of this Inverting experiences You won’t want to reminisce A romance not worth a single ounce Of the blood you’ve already lost Put to death that with which you lay If only you knew the cost Why can’t you see the bottom?

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Aug 24, 2015

Aug 24, 2015 at 2:43 PM UTC

david-fauntleroy

Shadow-Kissed

Double sided Your presence always accompanied By the most dreadful momentum You are gaining speed You are losing peace You are giving the lead To a power that won’t cease It’s cloaked in impulse A body of desire Though intention rests in its holsters Pride is all it fires Swirling beauty slow down! Running too fast for those Who can recognize to see And those who can’t to catch You champion hope by burying action With action of the wrong kind This version of hope doesn’t Liberate, but rather infects the mind Hope was meant to inspire Not fuel a pointless fire You’ve made your conscience a liar Dragging ideals through the mire Shadow-kissed A waste of this Inverting experiences You won’t want to reminisce A romance not worth a single ounce Of the blood you’ve already lost Put to death that with which you lay If only you knew the cost Why can’t you see the bottom?

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