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once upon a time,
she alighted
on atlas' shoulder
and softly
told him a story.

as he unfolded
his path going
west, she unfolded
words, tracing the
east, for the sun to rise,

and then she sighed
and he held her, made
her his night sky
- heaviness of light,
folded heart.
29.12.2015
greekmythology.com/Titans/Atlas/atlas.html
empty shell, these hands, a praying whisper...
a dew glitter, frozen dawn, the bird flies.
waving branches, a single tree, so unclear,
empty shell, these hands, a praying whisper...
shattered threshold, rendered abyss, the skies,
blind hands, trembling flame, the river dries.
empty shell, these hands, a praying whisper...
a dew glitter, frozen dawn, the bird flies.
27.12.2015
Triolet  [poets.org/poetsorg/text/poetic-form-triolet]
The title refers to a musical *tempo*
i want it to snow
so we can make a snowman
with a big big smile
senryu
That circle, realm
of light, made of,
you know,
words crawling,
making gullies
to melt you in,
me, bursting,

see?,

slowly claimed
by a lunar me,
globbing, sobbing,
mourning the me
i forged within you.
20.12.2015
One script a day keeps the evil away
Sitting next to me
Licking up tears among fur.
Well, she is a cat.
If a friend
would have me,
I'd be capable of loving
and I'd look no more
for a back door.
16.12.2015
 Dec 2015 Thomas J Palmer
Sin
Some days the clouds are grey
And some days the world
Should just go away
Some days never ending sleep
Feels like the only way

Memories play out in the mind
Like bad films
That just go on repeat
Never wanting to end

Some days just living a life
Feels like a battle of strife
Silence can suffocate
And tears can sting like wild bees

But when you do lift your head
From that sactum of bed
And spy a little glimps
Of the sun
Maybe then life can
Start
And today you will be
The person you know for real
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