Poetry Month
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Why so frail above me,God of my mercy?I have loved life with a smile of unendingAnd loving applauseTo the petals that surrounded meAll of my years. Now that pain has grasped my lungs,With loneliness to my heartThere stirsIn my bowelsAll the acids of pain,As my heart with loneliness, becomes strained. “Do not give in,”As I…
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Written with tragedyUpon felled daysWhere breaths burn upon sorry lipsThat whispered apologies to scarred ears.My love, you are as sweet as everything I could envisionOf doomsday’s arrival. There is music to play,And blood to boil.There are eyes to stay,And memories to play. There is life gone astray,And enormous portraits that waneUpon the pain in open…
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There has been nothing to seeElse in my mind,But the doors that do not windBackwards in the wind.Love has played keys upon your nostrilsTo make you breathe,While strumming strings upon your tongueTo make you taste. Love has been the universeTo mount the stars on pedestals.Love has been the placement of platesUpon a table made for…
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Please forget the past, Dear beauty. You’ve seen enough to be the future And the world’s bravest choice. Will you not die? I have loved you, like a man. I have served you, like a nothing To give you everything.
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There is a face, And two steps that hold grace. Just one woman With more for her Than she knows. Lies have always gripped Her frozen and anchored heart At the bottom of a sea That holds a wilderness of reefs, Throbbing with suffering. But, upon her discovery In the life that shows newness From…
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As it perches itself Upon a bough made from ebony, We fall away to the moon, And learn to face the gloom In the deepest sentiment of what is soon To be seen, The bird of prey. The raven with its cloak of darkness, Feathers of blackness, Listless in its caw, And drenched in grey…
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If they have killed you, Due unto a disease, I will kill them. I will send them running to the Earth And escape through the ashes, Down to the corridors of Hell. I will send them chasing demons For merry love-making. Those demons Are of their own kind. The same faces, The same traces Of…
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What of you Do they need to despise Of your holiness? Are we doomed to run Like some being of land, who is not at sea, Doomed to sail, for eternity? Love would have awoken the Kingdom, Destined to be planted Like everything else did not matter To us. Like dust in my hands, Like…
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Take my commands, For they are nothing To you, at the bedside Where your toes glisten from the water, And your breasts gleam from the oils, While your eyes let loose the gazes Down upon your hands. Take nothing from me. But, I will take you Into myself, With all your flesh, and all your…
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You bleed the deep Oceans to cross, Oceans to travel, Waves to ride. I weave Triumph, before your eyes. I was the spectacle for you to witness Within your cries. Do not weep, But say a vow. Say what you want To the stillness, somehow Where we break against the tide, Against ourselves. Love lays…
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How have you faltered Beneath the driving winds And sleeting rain? How have you denied What we both cried for Under the heaviest torrents And pounding waves? My eyes can only see so much Behind the tears. Just a face or an ear To gaze or to hear. My love, with your bravest voice. Come…
Modern Romanticism 