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Tag: Poetry

waking

  up in the morning before the sun rises      too early too fucking early lately it seems unwilling to disperse clouds covering this ravaged land in wet blankets […]

It is a good day

It is the hottest day of the year, a modest breeze cools my skin as I sit under the shade of a fragrant juniper, high clouds filter the sun, a […]

Chipped paint

beside the chipped paint of this aged 
mansion a bird the 
size of...

One Morning

it is 5 a.m. the dark room is still the air is sweet with you

(Im)Purity

"Oh Lord, help me to be pure, but not yet." - Saint Augustine No, not yet, not today Today I want to take you in my arms and plant kisses of fire on your neck

So many walls

Every time I think I’ve smashed them all I find another fortress

Loved

One Soul Shared across the endless miles of unknown

One Pearl Longer

On the eve of each new year I reluctantly don a necklace of melancholic nostalgia the significance of which envelops me. Strung from pearls of wisdom gathered by my former […]

Find Me

Find me! Find me where you left me Where you found me before On the side of a trail Near a lake Under the stars In a field On a […]

Robes

From first kisses Last losses Lost moments Stolen time Wasted hours Cherished memories Hand holding Nights alone Days that never end From laughter And pain And sorrow And love From […]