"antecedently" poems - Hello Poetry

Surely you, Jester. Unduly-expressed. Lambasted, insulted. Abrasive ... au naturel? I think... Surely not. Unless, Had the aforementioned not just the will to rip through my throat, but too the audacity to penetrate the inclement root you call heart. Well, I had made my decision. and lo! I would have stood by it too; had my own form of insecurity been given the chance to wilt. Not further admonished on how to think. how to act How 'one' should primarily be. Instead I lie bludgeoned, berated; and by the very thing that antecedently spurred a cascade of unsophisticated giddiness. That too was far from the cry of a Devil-may-care persona. I would almost weep the lost opportunity, Whereas I should simply, and most ardently Just be.

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Sep 10, 2018

Sep 10, 2018 at 1:56 AM UTC

arzella

An ode to this one impression, savagely snuffed before its prime.

Surely you, Jester. Unduly-expressed. Lambasted, insulted. Abrasive ... au naturel? I think... Surely not. Unless, Had the aforementioned not just the will to rip through my throat, but too the audacity to penetrate the inclement root you call heart. Well, I had made my decision. and lo! I would have stood by it too; had my own form of insecurity been given the chance to wilt. Not further admonished on how to think. how to act How 'one' should primarily be. Instead I lie bludgeoned, berated; and by the very thing that antecedently spurred a cascade of unsophisticated giddiness. That too was far from the cry of a Devil-may-care persona. I would almost weep the lost opportunity, Whereas I should simply, and most ardently Just be.

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We watched the sun fall down and scrape its knee again, across the horizon. Effusing amaranth, carmine, and cochineal across polluted vista. It felt petty to issue guttural laughs, or engage the myofacial crescents beneath its visual lament as the Earth turned its back again. We watched the sun rise, bruised, tender and shy this morning. Its muddled contusion obviated by the gauze of fog. A mottled neophyte - Luminescent crepuscular rays defied dregs of interstellar debris and cloud. Aching to kiss your skin - In stellar cloud nursery, it eschewed the torque of orbit and gravity - eras before verity of your essence. Humbly settling concentrically about oblate sphere, and gaseous tome. Latterly - It altered the atmospheric pressure on the other side of the planet a week antecedently, as you clung to your dream lattice, and Earth innately turned oblate nucleus. Its intent – A veneration of you. It bade the atmosphere convey a breeze echoing about your dermis, as it gilded your frame laconically, betwixt shaded steps beneath cloud and arbor. The sun yelled at me at its pinnacle today, Pallid bone – molten - miasma of rage Its core missive garnered inertia – coronal plasma warping ellipsoid factions in inflections of elusive filigree Pirouetting spicules spattered smelted torrents in the dismal anchorite Atomic schism – silent but felt It stoked humidity under shadowed niche - casual vaporous smears evinced no clemency. Flesh torqued, and seized beneath itself, briny globules shed from puckered pore. Culminations of sensitive fluid sacs scorched into the shallows of my chassis. Insignia knit in cellular shrapnel The sun ignored me today – or perhaps, it was I it. Enigmatic tenacious resolution – an echo of its gravitational collapse Inverse thermonuclear fusion It is not fear in a relationship that keeps you apart, it is neglect of the infinitesimal.

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Jan 26, 2014

Jan 26, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC

meagan-moore

Heliophilia

We watched the sun fall down and scrape its knee again, across the horizon. Effusing amaranth, carmine, and cochineal across polluted vista. It felt petty to issue guttural laughs, or engage the myofacial crescents beneath its visual lament as the Earth turned its back again. We watched the sun rise, bruised, tender and shy this morning. Its muddled contusion obviated by the gauze of fog. A mottled neophyte - Luminescent crepuscular rays defied dregs of interstellar debris and cloud. Aching to kiss your skin - In stellar cloud nursery, it eschewed the torque of orbit and gravity - eras before verity of your essence. Humbly settling concentrically about oblate sphere, and gaseous tome. Latterly - It altered the atmospheric pressure on the other side of the planet a week antecedently, as you clung to your dream lattice, and Earth innately turned oblate nucleus. Its intent – A veneration of you. It bade the atmosphere convey a breeze echoing about your dermis, as it gilded your frame laconically, betwixt shaded steps beneath cloud and arbor. The sun yelled at me at its pinnacle today, Pallid bone – molten - miasma of rage Its core missive garnered inertia – coronal plasma warping ellipsoid factions in inflections of elusive filigree Pirouetting spicules spattered smelted torrents in the dismal anchorite Atomic schism – silent but felt It stoked humidity under shadowed niche - casual vaporous smears evinced no clemency. Flesh torqued, and seized beneath itself, briny globules shed from puckered pore. Culminations of sensitive fluid sacs scorched into the shallows of my chassis. Insignia knit in cellular shrapnel The sun ignored me today – or perhaps, it was I it. Enigmatic tenacious resolution – an echo of its gravitational collapse Inverse thermonuclear fusion It is not fear in a relationship that keeps you apart, it is neglect of the infinitesimal.

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she finally found the light, after her darkest hours antecedently it's the tallest and the brightest skyscrapers blazed those cold weary nights

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Aug 15, 2019

Aug 15, 2019 at 2:25 PM UTC

mellokeats93

Luminance

she finally found the light, after her darkest hours antecedently it's the tallest and the brightest skyscrapers blazed those cold weary nights

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