Poetry

A collection of poetic thoughts:

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Ask me in eternity

I walked past the place today.
The place I've known.
The feel of it has changed.
It is pulled outside time.
Distorted. Dreamlike. Surreal.
Our ghosts are still there.
Standing still waiting.
Eyes connected.
Hands clasped.
Souls lost in translation.
Echoes could have been harmonies.

I can trace our outlines with the fingers of my memory.
Ask me in eternity.
We'll be there still

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Dusty Geminis

Was reflected, before I knew

Part of me - part of you

Beautiful life, uncompleted

From before, then re-seeded

Slow waiting, to awaken

Before this birth, oft aching

Two mirrored, yet opposites

All lost until, we're offered it

Heart waiting for star-prophet

Soul's memory, forgotten

Still here, but fallen, gone

Now shadows cover my sun

With lost compass and broken clock

Til these dusty Geminis interlock

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Wild notes

Twisted strings, blood red

We were opposite and one

Behind these lines, mirrored

We’re wild notes lost in song

Travel me back, in time, in place

We'll be there, star crossed still

My mind retains, cannot replace

Make what was lost eternal

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Your transient

Give me lines on glass

The dawn tides

And walking past

Bring me feathery flashes

The midnight moments

And backward glances

Offer me time fractured

The broken pieces

And filtered answers.

I'll take your transient

Over some eternity

You, here, resplendent.

On this day,

Forever and on.

A moment was all.

We were fleetingly one

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Restless letters

Shall I be shadowed by the signs

Each step forward, a thousand back

Your name, you, echoes the divine

This heart a prison and soul is glass

Inescapable still - trapped by time

Muted notes scar, despite the cuirass

   And restless letters scream at me

   Stop the noise, return my liberty

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Lines on glass

The shape of you

Through time waiting

Just lines on glass

Hand turning, body aching

Like the first

But with fragments

Patterning on me

Still here but absent

As opening bud

Switched on slowly

Unchanged in time

Light in veins only

Darkness cannot see

Opened and adrift

In pure stillness 

You'd fill the rift 

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Entirely mesmerised

I'm watching your mouth move
Your lips stretch around each sound
I can't hear the words, only the sound of your voice

I could sit for hours, outside time, just you
Watching you speak, feeling your leg against mine
You are near me, I feel as though I cannot breathe

From the moment you walked towards me
Nervous, awkward, unsure but wonderful
Your pale blue gaze fixed me to you

I am entirely mesmerised

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This knight in poisoned armour

This knight in poisoned armour

Takes my hand

Takes my love

Sweet smiles hide dark mind

This knight in poisoned armour

Takes my power

Takes my peace

Forgotten promise, all unkind

This knight in poisoned armour

Takes my soul

Takes my freedom

Dagger touch did I find

This knight in shattered armour

Is ended now

In memory

All entangled to unbind

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The message

I sit at the table, furiously drinking coffee and staring at the screen
Thinking about the perils of words
Words, what are words, when they only flow one way
Waiting always waiting
Always on the side of insane, never refrain
Why do the patterns remain?

The only sound is the ticking of my brain
When does it begin?
Lost forever in this aching space
Somewhere yet nowhere
Will true smiles ever return to my face?

The infinite moment is breached by a sound
I’ve heard it before
The message is wanted but never found
Sometimes when the waiting vaguely ends
In that time space, the sound almost plays to my desire
But only enough to cause the path to bend

The direction remains
How ever did it come to now?
When will my thoughts come to mend to a different story?
Did I ever allow this shapeless path, with endless perils?
The path has taken over, the end is sometimes forgotten

Yet the journey is still mine
I walk the road but something else makes the choices
The endless anticipation of a sign, that never arrives
Desire is replaced with despair, then despair with emptiness
I must attempt a rescue but is it too late?

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Dead leaves

My tree reached up, it's branches rose

Leaves twisted 'til they found the light

And yet at first I did suppose

Your eyes were filled with deadly night

I wonder now, as time has past

Has instinct dulled to dust

Leaves are slowly twisting back

Green fading now to rust

Petals fall towards the ground

More as each day sails past

Nothing but dead earth is found

Soul decayed unto the last

From smallest speck that I have left

Can I reach beyond the grave

I fear that I'm beyond bereft

Traveled too far to forgave

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Written by: Emily Dickinson 

A Door just opened on a street

A Door just opened on a street --

I -- lost -- was passing by -- 

An instant's Width of Warmth disclosed -- 

And Wealth -- and Company. 

 The Door as instant shut -- 

And I -- I -- lost -- was passing by -- 

Lost doubly -- but by contrast -- 

most -- Informing -- misery --

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From the telephone by Florence Ripley Mastin

This is a rather magical poem by Florence Ripley Mastin. It is poems like this that make me realise I've a long way to go before I can write so beautifully. Her words. Such emotion. Your voice broke like a flower. Sigh.

Out of the dark cup
Your voice broke like a flower.
It trembled, swaying on its taut stem.
The caress in its touch
Made my eyes close.

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