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After Midnight
Thinking the world would end, every moment becomes sorrowfully joyful.
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- 567 reads
Dreamtime Request
Dreamtime Request: style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"> Bring me in to the here and now for was and will have pain. style="font-size:...
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- 245 reads
Late poem for t.
This is the most recent of this work. There will be one more.
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- 480 reads
Blue
Blue class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"> The hawk knows what the owl has devoured class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"> The...
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- 683 reads
Sonnet for t.
Sonnet class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"> For t Your eyes your gaze so still &;amp; calm, where you Lie sweet &;amp; prone,...
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- 554 reads
X marks the place you stood
The Fifth Night of the Poem of the Body style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Eclipse - for t. class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">The dark of...
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- 472 reads
What the light was like
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- 518 reads
Keening in the fourth night
The Fourth Night of the Poem of the Body style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">The windows are opaque and outside the wind keens in the pine trees. Desire...
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- 480 reads
Obelisk: The Third Night
The Third Night of the Poem of the Body style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">He felt her waiting for him like an obelisk, still and grave yet quivering...
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- 544 reads
Night the second
The Second Night of the Poem of the Body style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">He comes to her when she is asleep and slips into her dream. A garden is...
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- 520 reads
At the start
The First Poem I Wrote, I Wrote for You style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"> class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Steady rain now, the sky...
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- 607 reads
The spaces between stars
The spaces between stars Some nights when the sky is clear the tangled net of stars style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"> is like a map that no hand will...
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- 517 reads
First Night of the Poem of the Body
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- 523 reads
If you were a river
If you were a river I would dip my hands in you and drink, class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium...
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- 544 reads
Night at the Opera
So, I'm alone outside. Kinda spooky really. The solitary creak, creak, creak of an open window. Forgotten. The wind racing under the tunnel walkway...
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- 445 reads
Always Morning
An anchor weighing to the depths of the crystal ocean. style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt">Glass air bubbles drowned prematurely. See above sea, blurry...
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- 450 reads
Yellow
this was an excerise the auther Jan Mark got us too do. its just one side of a book, starting and ending in the middle of a sentance.
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- 415 reads
Green
Locked, keeping out in. Gaze at inky infinity. Comforting green, sponging thoughts. class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"> class="...
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- 433 reads
The Elixer
THE ELIXIR Rocky turned just in time to deflect the blow to his head. Mike Radcliff, or "Rad," as he was called, was thoroughly enjoying himself. He...
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- 798 reads
Paradox
A Paradox, A poem, 12:15, it's gone. 1 minute of silent, pen scratching, head scratching, tick. 60 ticks and one thought gone. I could draw for ages...
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- 438 reads