Philosophy – “The Definition of Unfairness” – 11/30/2020

“To the introduction of fairness, comes as the introduction of unfairness when it is brought forth to be compassion. Equality is not compassionate.” – Modern Romanticism Equality is not compassionate. Could one “introduce” fairness into a working environment, full of people believed to be treated with unfairness? That is the same as offering special treatment. […]

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Poem – “Kisses to make you Breathe” – Romanticism – 11/30/2020

DelicateAs virgin snow,As budsTo bloom frozen watersFrom discolored veins.You have of your eyesUnseen history,To place in trusted hands.Living under silent boughs,Losing watersFrom storms, in yourClosed stare. I offer the kissTo make you breatheWith the come of Spring.Too many offeringsHave been madeTo your church,As you never flourished your secretsFor sorrows to enter tomorrow.A grand steepleRaised to […]

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Poem – “Monsters are Sensitive” – Romanticism – 11/30/2020

Looser than decay,My limbs do strayTo the curtain of you,Draped with delicacy.There can be no more moonsLeft for my howls. Can they hear my cries?The winds carry them,Just as they lash my back. I never knew but a broken-offPetal,Could follow my trail. I am here to condone you,The subtlest shift in the windTo carve the […]

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Poem – “To Drown, in your Place” – Romanticism – 11/29/2020

How I hold your handsClose to my lips,Feverish, they areBy the sudden stormAbove your head.How the waves touchYour barren skin,How the ripples never dieTo the calmest stillness. LovingWith wires left to untangleOf your matted hair,Where my eyes, buried in tearsBleed, for all to be aware. Your eyesForm the oceansFor my collapse,A silence never staysEnough for […]

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Philosophy – “Why Diversity cannot be Forced” – 11/29/2020

“The importance of diversity is in its expression, of language. Yet, can art be forced, without the burnout of the soul? Must extreme measures be taken for the person of their language to force truth forward? Forcing diversity seems to be what makes the torturous interrogator.” – Modern Romanticism Forcing truth, to the surface of […]

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Poem – “It’s not Her Fault” – Romanticism – 11/29/2020

It is not your faultThe ruins around meResulted from my own hands.Blood has been spilledTo temper these walls.My own. Structures still so resilient,By the outlying current.Sadness recedesMe, back to where ISay I can denyAll the love I cannot feel. Upon your eyesA certain coldness resides,That I cannot seem to hideFrom bleakest reality. For you burn […]

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Poem – “Born so Beautiful” – Romanticism – 11/28/2020

Sprout thee,Delicate majesty.Your face is sculpted for meTo see. The storm you wash meIn bedeviled tranquility,Has me wander,Has me breatheThe whisking fantasiesBeneath moonlit ecstasies. Can this love be pure,Upon your frail form?Can you see the tides we createOn winter’s life, swept?Like white curtains atopYour barren, black eyes,A bleak sunsetShrouded by frost. I have come to […]

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Poem – “My Tears come as Pearls” – Romanticism – 11/28/2020

To you,For you,Can you wear the rain?My love,Petal yourselfIn these stains.My heart cloaks itselfIn the cold,Wearing a shroud of darkDelicate and old. I want to come to kissThose very pearls about your neck.Your lifeIs marked by the fallen dropletsFrom the withered rose,That I am. You are allTo the nothing I am.I am just a manWith […]

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Poem – “Wet Scars” – Romanticism – 11/27/2020

Finding faultWhere ruin liesIn the wakeful rain,Where blue sheds with blue,As storms reside above the mist,While life hangs a curtainBefore the dreadful hour. Two weeks close endless chapters,Laden in everlasting warmth.But, to touch would mean to fear,If not to die. I live on the wiresOf imagined contact,Beyond the wavesTo pierce the haze. My love lies, […]

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Poem – “Lovesick” – Romanticism – 11/27/2020

A fever warms you,Yet my arms cannot touch you.The outline of your formIn the debris that nestles youHas me cry with the fallingOf snow, in the haze. I cannot evenGraze a cheek.I cannot evenTouch a lip,While yours grow oldIn the welcoming dark.I cannot evenHold a handThat trembles. Fear blossomsBleak petals,Between these floorboards.I speakFrom across this […]

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Poem – “Little Life in Autumn Leaves” – Romanticism – 11/27/2020

She starts to rememberHow the ocean began,Of naked tears, to outdrawn fears,Little more than a scratch upon the skyTo cause this downpour,Forming the largest puddle. She starts to rememberHer heart, bleeding wide open,As a doorway, without barrier,Without restriction.How much she loves in the morning,With eyes full of dew!How much she lives in the evening,Broken, yet […]

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