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Silence
These ripples widen
Beholden to this cacophony of silence
Chorus for the queit
Benighted by these threats of violence
Belonging to this song of the sirens
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loss
Beyond this broken loss
Thrives a compass
Not of mine, but thine
For your soul is where the heart is
Crown me nucleus
Conceived with atoms
Fibonacci sequence has seen me to grow
Three decades
That feel like three century
Behold my sentry
After forethought
Going on first mind
Send peace into ether
Circle of protection
Activate
Sealed and secluded
By this awesome fate
Messages unsaid
Far too late
So by this loss
Do I make haste
To end my all
Or double down
Unless a fall
Breaks me
These losses have shaped me
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Ode to Loraine
On this vernal day of spring
we behold the presence of our lord.
In the sight of  divine eyes
we recognize a unique life.
We pay tribute and respect to an angel with our love entwined.
Out of mutual admiration, deeply felt love and respect we bind
together to hold a candle to a heart, that never felt worthy of it's light.
Always giving from her loves bottomless cup.
Replenished for her kids, family, and friends everyday.
Reminding us the future is so bright were gonna need shades.
This candle seems like a  shadow to her light
In my life I've used her beacon to light my way.
How do you put into words
a soul so ahead of its time?
How do the words "Thank you Mom."
come close to gracing
such  open ears and such an open mind?
How to do justice to her precious and talented life on this Earth. Which was blessed tenfold by her years and her time?
To hold onto her hands once again that wiped away countless tears.
But even now I hear her say "The greatest of hope trumps even the w
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kissing in cold mirrors (revised)
Into the looking glass I gaze,
searching for an Alice.
My sigil for all days
and my symbol
of spent malice.
Her bars lining a
gilded heart and
unsealed cage.
My heart ready to
be filled with her love
like an empty chalice.
I'm unassuaged.
I stare into the glass.
Skrying to catch a glimpse
of this cryptic gem from my past.
Wasting away for a peek of my impassioned beauty.
She once lived
and now haunts twice shy.
Too bold for her soul
inside this life to fly.
But now my fair maiden
is coming into view at last.
Spent this entire life
conjuring my soulmate
of live's past.
Seeing her face form
from an ethereal gas.
Now we kiss in cold mirrors,
Parallel embrace from
beyond this mundane space.
Grim reminder of my mortal fate.
I let out a sigh that fogs up her precious reflective face.
If only her lips through
this magic glass I could taste.
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kissing in cold mirrors
Into the looking glass I gaze
Searching for an Alice
Mascot for the end of daze
Symbol for the death of rage
But bars lining a gilded and unsealed cage.
I'm unassuaged.
I stare into the glass
Skrying to catch a crytic gem from the past
Wasting away for a glimpse of my impassion beauty
Too bold for her soul and life to last.
Gwendolyn fair maden your coming into view at last
Kissing in cold mirrors
Parallel embrace from
Beyond this mundane space
If only her lips through the glass I could taste.
Grim reminder of my mortal fate.
Stark reality to parting lips fog on the glass
And with it my ancient lass.
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In This Age
In this age
text just slipped
right off the page
so i turn the page
on this metropolis
one step ahead
can be a lifetime
and now its prime time
so is this a crime then
if i chime in and
say that a crown
can be a turban
but thats just
pestilence for vermin
in this age
in my time
protests and false sermons
a 2017 state of mind.
this pen traces
and transcends the cyan
horizontal lines
something human in this age
quothe the raven:
"turn the page"
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Literature
Immortal Intelligence
Even if I'm
the last one standing
I stand tall.
Immortal soul
watches all connections
withdrawal.
Centuries passing
like sand
blowing across desert bleakness.
I smashed the hour glass
then laughed.
But all I see
are familiar souls
swimming in the past.
Pyramids erected
now dust between my toes.
I snicker now
but even still
I miss my foes.
Fallen star
to match my
fallen halo.
Into the emptiness
of space, after Earth
I stand solo.
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HaikuWriMo 2017
1.
This complacency
Fondness erodes to withdrawal
To thy self be true
2. 
Life is pain, yet numb
Emerging victorious
Denying heartbreak
3.
Love is life's mirage
Wandering, faraway sands
Ocean of geodes
4.
Oral tradition
Truth spoken behind closed doors
Risks retribution
5.
Who am i but you
Surrealistic endeavor 
Painting words with tears
6.
Looking glass mirror
Trying to discover me
Seeing a stranger
7.
Internalizing
Reaching out for the sunrise
Slips through my fingers
8.
Trembling under
This feverish rhapsody
Are beautiful things
9.
Animalistic
Ego eclipsed by passion
Fruitful endeavor
10.
Kissed by ember glow
Unmasked by opalescence 
New luminescence 
11.
Established control
Invading, domineering
Free spirits rebel
12.
Experienced the all
Empty book,  lost in all these
Lonely blank pages
13.
This prison is false
Bars crumble to blowing dust
Tell my heart I'm free
14.
Fluttering kindred
Mated to this star-crossed love
Soul mates from past lives
15.
Winds
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Perpetual Union
When your hair waves
to greet the wind
it makes me gaze
into your eyes and burn,
then melt inside.
It brings me back
to your overwhelmingly
free spirit.
All this tension
and tedium is just
the reflections
off the pool
of your eyes
soothing me.
You are like petals
to a rose
whose fragrance
is overcoming.
Suddenly I'm ready
for the ascent
this lateral journey
into your heart.
This transcending,
ascending, break
between the firmaments.
Engulfs me.
Takes me from
this plane.
Suspended in
your circle
of devotion is
of sunrise.
Seeking rapture
for this eternal gift
man has been given.
This perpetual union.
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Exigis
Lay me down
in the most
incisive place.
Out of the sight
of the gods.
The scotoma is where I rest.
My verdant body gently nods.
Read me Veda while I sleep.
Let zephyr touch this face.
Dreams of leaves
of Yaupon trees
slowly take me away..
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Wash Away, Water Bearer
You christen me
through your heart.
You purify my being
through your eyes.
You always were the tide.
Drifting, you always ease my mind.
Whispering, you remind me of who I am.
Now the clouds disperse at the
motion of my hand.
Rain and thunderclouds
have my doubts.
Spring and the sun
hear no sound.
Glimmering, you always understand.
Shoving me into
the depth of your hands.
You christen me
through your heart.
You purify my being
through your eyes
and your touch.
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Literature
I Never Knew You
I would have
burst into flames
to keep you warm.
Bent myself backwards
twisting, contorting
to hold you up.
I would have
stopped the clocks
from ticking
to give you a moment.
Broke my back
and snapped my neck
to give you a break.
I would have
pulled the stars
from the sky
to brighten your day.
Ran into the rain
in front of cars
so you may pass.
I would have
followed you
to the ends
of the earth.
Ripped my heart
from my ribs
to give you a beat.
I would have
fallen a million times
to make you smile.
Walked all over
snow covered ground
to show you a path.
I would have
done anything
for you.
But I never knew you.
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Literature
Her Hazel Eyes
Hazel eyes glancing far
away and into the sky.
The bay is beautiful and
silent and her glow underscores
the moon and the watchful stars.
A blazing cold night sky isn't
company, not for a queen.
I had a dream that stuck
with me. Without me is
my muse and this
cold swirling wind.
This sand glows on
her shoulders in this
night.  I'm burning alive
at the sign of the
light. I shudder as
she sings to me
silently and slowly.
Eyelashes stroking my
cheeks. The waves creep up,
trying to swallow.
All I hear are the
sounds of the sea and her song, flowing
eternally. The waves crash now
spraying. Onto her skin like
diamonds of the night, she smiles
and says:
All I've got are memories
strung together.
Less like a halo than a rosary.
I sing my wordless hymns
clutching these beads,
less like a prayer,
more like a soundless Aria.
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One
Exclusivity
Singular in worlds of twos
Neoteric path
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Myself
Impatience reigning
Forever just out of reach
Stay..go..stagnation
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Walls
Shields of protection
Imposturous artifice
Equivocation
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Inception
Untouched or remade
Materialization
Sense to entity
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Veneer
Crystalline surface
Fragile veneer to cold air
Thicken or shatter
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The Mirror
There are days when we cannot look at our own reflections
those days can turn into weeks, or months or even years
and we choose to turn the other cheek to what is directly in front of us
because the sight of it is too much for us to handle.
 
Some days it is because we are just having a bad hair day,
others it is due to the nagging realization that something is being ignored
or maybe it is the idea that we do not want to see who we have become with age
but sadly it can be because it can make more tears come to our already watery eyes.
 
Would it be easier to shatter the mirror?
Would it make our hearts ache a little less to watch glass crack with spider webs?
Would our consciences be clear to watch our reflection fall?
Would anything be solved from the fragile object crumble onto our floors?
 
The mirror is not an enemy that shows false accusations
it actually is what helps us accept the truths we deny
why else would it reflect your own soul back in its spotless surface
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Sent
Feelings decaying
In flagrante delicto
One last letter sent
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Liluim
In the plains and hills that king Constantine did reign,
The city of Liluim stood afore rolling hills as his jewel,
Alas now she is not to her denzines but the black deaths fuel,
It started with a pig, then a cow and now not even a grain,
Nor man can escape it's bane; upon the land it leaves a stain;
The practitioners of thanatology remain deadlocked in a never-ending duel;
"Why doeth death visit my village each night, is death merely cruel"?
The question on every lip apon my visit; asked by those who remain;
I reap the weeds so that new life may be sowed; so the field may grow,
Such as I steal the life from the mouse and give it to cat since,
Any creature that escapes death will feast until his decay is rife;
Look where once I took so many, where doors were marked a meadow I bestow,
Liluim's resting place is not the only place graced with birth, a new prince,
With a new town is born by the sea, her grounds filled with plenty of wildlife.
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collateral damage
the children of war:
dead or, sadly, even worse;
scattered petals, lost.
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Dreams
Sweet dreams
Nothing is quite what it seems
She sleeps with ease
Dreaming anything she pleases
Sweet Dreams
I will see you in the morning light
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My Cage
I guess that my mind is a vault
Or a crypt of such
Full of locked doors and catacombs
And old skeletal lies
Like being in an endless hall
And all the doors are locked
Each step entering a different world
Tripling in size and then crashing down
The desperation morphs into threads
Threading through my lips
And forbidding my tongue from speech
Suffocating the means to escape
Vexation,distress, and anguish
Fabricate into shackles, padlocks, and chains
Motionless against the strain
Kept confined by emotion
What’s the matter, kid?
Cat got your tongue?
It’s like screaming six feet under
No one can hear a sound
Though I hold the key
The lock is far out of my reach
The waves of emotion hold me back
From my escape to logic.
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Return.
There was one
One more day
One more day
I won’t be here
Tomorrow
Is the end
Of buried fears
Relentless
Is my mind
An angry ocean
Spiraling winds
Aggressive
Fighting
A frightened animal
Against an army
Hopeless
But resilient
To rise up
Mending  broken strength
To fight
Blind monsters
Absorbing fear
In eyes
Wide
Time ticks
Through brick walls
Ticking away
Continuous
A banner draped
Over empty ships
Where have they gone?
afraid
Am I alone
In a fight
For the sky?
Return.
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The mournful one
The mournful one
The battle has concluded
Neither lost or won
clouds veiled the sun
Were the fields amused?
A mournful sound
Cut through the meadow
Seeping to the shadows
Later to rest upon the ground
He stood alone
With his broken, scattered colors
Still to play a part
For his fallen brothers
They said it was such a sin
to finally have our peace
Scratched, bruised yet beautiful
Was the soldier's violin.
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These ripples widen
Beholden to this cacophony of silence
Chorus for the queit
Benighted by these threats of violence
Belonging to this song of the sirens
Beyond this broken loss
Thrives a compass
Not of mine, but thine
For your soul is where the heart is

Crown me nucleus
Conceived with atoms
Fibonacci sequence has seen me to grow
Three decades
That feel like three century

Behold my sentry
After forethought
Going on first mind
Send peace into ether
Circle of protection
Activate

Sealed and secluded
By this awesome fate
Messages unsaid
Far too late

So by this loss
Do I make haste
To end my all
Or double down
Unless a fall
Breaks me

These losses have shaped me
On this vernal day of spring
we behold the presence of our lord.
In the sight of  divine eyes
we recognize a unique life.
We pay tribute and respect to an angel with our love entwined.
Out of mutual admiration, deeply felt love and respect we bind
together to hold a candle to a heart, that never felt worthy of it's light.

Always giving from her loves bottomless cup.
Replenished for her kids, family, and friends everyday.
Reminding us the future is so bright were gonna need shades.
This candle seems like a  shadow to her light
In my life I've used her beacon to light my way.

How do you put into words
a soul so ahead of its time?
How do the words "Thank you Mom."
come close to gracing
such  open ears and such an open mind?

How to do justice to her precious and talented life on this Earth. Which was blessed tenfold by her years and her time?

To hold onto her hands once again that wiped away countless tears.
But even now I hear her say "The greatest of hope trumps even the worst of fears."

When I am all alone and dwell in the still of the night.
Thinking about a spirit that was gone as fast as twilight
And when I'm stuck  grieving, in mourning, among this tragic wistful rue,
I remind myself how life is beautiful
If only because of you.
Ode to Loraine
A poem for my moms memorial service today.
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Into the looking glass I gaze,
searching for an Alice.
My sigil for all days
and my symbol
of spent malice.
Her bars lining a
gilded heart and
unsealed cage.
My heart ready to
be filled with her love
like an empty chalice.

I'm unassuaged.
I stare into the glass.
Skrying to catch a glimpse
of this cryptic gem from my past.
Wasting away for a peek of my impassioned beauty.

She once lived
and now haunts twice shy.
Too bold for her soul
inside this life to fly.

But now my fair maiden
is coming into view at last.
Spent this entire life
conjuring my soulmate
of live's past.

Seeing her face form
from an ethereal gas.
Now we kiss in cold mirrors,
Parallel embrace from
beyond this mundane space.
Grim reminder of my mortal fate.

I let out a sigh that fogs up her precious reflective face.
If only her lips through
this magic glass I could taste.
Into the looking glass I gaze
Searching for an Alice
Mascot for the end of daze
Symbol for the death of rage
But bars lining a gilded and unsealed cage.

I'm unassuaged.
I stare into the glass
Skrying to catch a crytic gem from the past
Wasting away for a glimpse of my impassion beauty
Too bold for her soul and life to last.
Gwendolyn fair maden your coming into view at last
Kissing in cold mirrors
Parallel embrace from
Beyond this mundane space
If only her lips through the glass I could taste.
Grim reminder of my mortal fate.
Stark reality to parting lips fog on the glass
And with it my ancient lass.
Well I've got ten years worth of poetry uploaded and a couple new ones.  I've got a lot more of a response than I ever expected, thank you all.  I was gonna upload and let the account ride but I've been inspired to keep writing and a 2 year writer's block/ lack of inspiration has faded into the distance.  Now with my rear-view mirror broken off I peer into the void of the future and what's to come. 

Thank you all.

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