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SCHEDAR Dec 2020
Some heinous,
underlyingly
think it's okay
to
express the insensitivity
it takes
to turn truth away

Drained of their
color.....
PALE - red, white and blue

******
into dire isolation's
BREATHLESS, cyanotic hue...
Prayers for all during the pandemic.
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
white shroud
coming for me
greed
need to succeed
break free
of this
lunacy
Wet me
content me
let me
FEEL
again
become one
with your storm
smile with the crack
of dawn
all trespasses
guilty of
expose
rise above
See
healing colors
of wisdom
Your
Inspired Kingdom
material regrets
creative rebirths
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
I am
no longer
equipped
to
run around
for you

Hold on a minute
while
I
Write this
Love can be an exhausting habit
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
He, a
 colorful frenzy
She, a
rabid, write-mare
Oh
how creative hunger,
pangs
the starving artist pair
#starvingartist
#art
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
be still
body, soul
and mind
lips smile
hands be
kind
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
Set your gaze
upon me
Bowing to the
Queen's Heart
in the celestial
night sky

I am never far from you
Distance
lies in the
virtue of magnitude
You shine brighter
than I

A deeper,
interstellar
communication
Funnels
beneath
our
timeless souls
to carry our
love afar
FOREVER
This is dedicated to my Grandfather. He was a Norwegian Sea Captain, who I never had the pleasure of meeting. While reading some of his old records of sailing, I came across his chart- plotting of stars for navigation, in the night skies. One  of the stars he plotted often was called SCHEDAR.. She sits near QUEEN'S HEART, in the constellation of CASSIOPEIA. I wish I had met him.
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
Chiseled mind
bound to synthetic joy
kiss the warden
Goodbye
Time to go play in your
Sandbox

Turn your back
on the gentle hands
that once carried you
to
chase the flaming
wings that
silence your tongue
within a casket
Your Decaying
VOICE-BOX

A magnificent
shelter for
your invitation
to death's door

Hear them shower you
with lies
taste their creamy
smiles and sweet skin

Inhale the breath
around the baby's tooth
with meandering nares
that swell from the
Spry Scent of Sin

Experience
the Vial
dance within your
effervescent blood

Your soul's
on a leash
waiting to be torn to shreds

Your mind
a balloon on a string🎈
waiting to POP

Your nerves
burrow beneath the
EARTH
surrounded by faults
Ready to CrACk

No!
There's no turning back
Now go play in your sandbox
and
Bury Your Toys
Hope and prayers for anyone feeling lonely.
You are not alone.
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