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wordvango Jan 2019
My
Resolution, for this year
Just one, wait,
......the year,is early...
Only 45 mins in....
I'm  thinking .




Ok, i got it.
Make this year better.
wordvango Dec 2018
Up, on the tip of the flame
  White dancing disappearing.
Buried in cellular flames deep
    Within embers embraced.
As fleeting as a flicker
       Becomes smoke the ashes waft
Dust into air into living and breath.
Stolen froth off the timeless beasts
     Mouth, the masters revoke your
Sentence, to become a mounted steed
      A father.
And they mate, not by threats
        But loyalty not by chance
But lusts analogy
   To love.
As therefore matters are made
       Your majesty, the creator,
Gaveth thy dagger
          And her sheath.
And fires dance to flicker
  Airs to breathe
       Like water
To quench thirst
         And matters
Of nature to worship.
Nothing less.
     Nothing more.
Noble as any kings conception.
      Yet, personal.
Appropriate by design,
     Thus dawns
             Origin.
wordvango Dec 2018
Days some endless
Go on towards that infinity
Approach happiness love
Joy
Become circled memories
In a love letter
Or a poem read  years forever
After alone
wordvango Dec 2018
As wings spread out
Lifted body up over trees
Brook and dale
The body of the eagle
Or falcon sailed
As my spirit my hopes
My days and nights
have gained a new higher life
  Upon the smile up in a
Gale of promised love
to never fail
  As so the bird looks upward
More
Am I a mere mortal drawn
to wander eye and
Mind upon
  That that soars
That futures bring
    A gust of wind
So beautiful
On wing
wordvango Dec 2018
Painful.
Looking in eyes.
I read eyes. Get all sorts of answers looking in.
At times I see hurt in them.  It's in the black part. It screams almost at me.
Laser beams hurt. I'm in pain!  
Eyes say that.
Some eyes, so innocent,  beseech cry call screech nearly, I love you so much.  
I turn away.
It's a responsibilty.
I'm not worthy of so much feeling so much true love.
My whole life I've been used to actresses actors . The onstage I love you so they catch the bouquet.  Bow after the curtains close and they exit.  
Listen for the crowds call of encore as they dress in street clothes. Run out onto tenth avenue.
Eyes hurt. Its like they know me.
See into my core. All my vulnerabilities so aware like
The streetlights glare.  On the bus.
Strangers, yes
But their eyes
Like moonbeams
A  green glare insidious
Potent unrelenting
Knowing as I reach in my pocket
Fumbling for my token,
Trips me out off run
God
I do want to never look in an eye
Look at noses cheek
just over it
eyebrow
And
It catches me
My greed my
curiosity that peek
The black does the center of me of them the all knowing
black
I turn
wordvango Dec 2018
Made it out when I was in made it in when I had no chance to get out made it over when so tired I couldn't climb made believe when I couldn't face reality made up stories to hide my lying made for heaven god called him when she was dying made a pact with a demon once on a hunch just trying anything made a child made my ex-my child's mother stop loving me made her come back and made myself stop wanting her then made a roof for strays four two one legged whatever made food when hunger growled growled back at my stomach when cupboards bare made paintings I wished approached beauty the way the sky soared and forests stood mere characatures mocking nature made hymns songs love once made tears when she left me alone made this just to remember how I've made it this far
Made mad by the journey and glad I saw everything
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