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Tag Archives: poem
Waves
At the faltering edge, where possibility meets a stolen glance, and guilt whispers discreetly to us the manner in which we must transgress, we traded breath for flame, and burned through every last vestige of decency, beneath our bodies shameless … Continue reading
Fly by Night
Longing does not require a precedent, or even a known catalyst. It is, in its purest form, the solvent call of homesickness, which is why our hearts, in their cause and breaking, claim the smallest birds as stars, and the … Continue reading
There Was a Time
Coiled within the echo and ceremony of longing, I tremble between memory’s flitting tease of my belly and hers, how they almost touched, erring a slow burn course by which the word made flesh could stalk itself, from a favored … Continue reading
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Tagged flesh is the word, longing, lust, memory, passion, poem, Poetry
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Seeds
The heart is the first organ which develops in embryo. Remember that, next time you have sworn off inspiration, or the marvels abounding in that speck of moonlight you swallowed on the day your heart met your mouth, and you … Continue reading
Rise
Infinite potential is a glimmer and a wink, a nod from the moon to the tides, where you agree to go under a spell, and sing yourself to rise, in the poached dark.
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Tagged faith, hope fueled fancy, moon, poem, singing in the dark, tides
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Cosmic Lay Slick astronomy, moonlight drips between her thighs– The lay of space, mine.
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Tagged cosmos, haiku, longing, poem, Poetry, throbbing
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Speakeasy
Dreams are like speakeasies for the soul. A secret password so you can enter, unchecked moral boundaries allowing you to trespass and indulge freely in the vagrant and illicit, after hours pressing of bootleg vinyl that places scorched scarabs in … Continue reading
In Wonder
As long as there are little girls with heart-shaped glasses who are out there, among the blackbirds and dandelions, generously unwinding string like floating rivers of silk, as they put their butterfly-beating hearts into the flying of a kite on … Continue reading
Flashpoint
Don’t you see, you young foolish headstrong man you, only when the separation between subject and object dissolves, only then will you know the passive, panting worth of the world, betrothed as phantom bride to every intuitive seed planted, where … Continue reading
Hard Candy
Childhood. Sometimes it feels like a piece of hard candy I swallowed long ago, and that hard candy remains stuck in my throat. Most of the time I am unaware of its presence, but then something will shift and I … Continue reading
