T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova

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you draw in languages
upon my screams spirit
place in uniform chains
high, taut splayed
across the moon dividing
moonlight. links clink
wrists bruise between
howls and begin the dance
on knife's edge. veils ignite
beckoning to the voice with shadows
tighten the shackles
as that is where you will find me.

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"sonnet10"

By T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova on Sun, 05 Jun 2005

a sonnet
Spiritual
Poem
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"oh to be human again"

By T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova on Fri, 03 Jun 2005

storming skin strangles me boils me like a furnace insides rage like a panther pacing in a small, tight cage no cool air just the breath of hell walls breathe a pin drops loudly my mind as dry and crisp as the sizzling desert oh, to be a cool mountain lake and not this hot, blazing sun! `t. imaan tretchicovmanicova 31may05
Autobiography
Poem
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"sonnet9"

By T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova on Sun, 22 May 2005

in still of night, the shadows fall the moon her rise, the dark her call the silent corridor she hears celestial music to her ears the light is shed for skin of black as shadows call her to her pack the mind her music, song her dance the whispering night does entrance new moon, the jewel pinned to her breast beneath a note that does request the air does howl, the moon does blink her path to guide, the night to drink now found to her, dark light in one a mark to prove, `tis to be done `t. imaan tretchicovmanicova 19may05
Love
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"silent kneel"

By T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova on Sun, 08 May 2005

for Dragon
Spiritual
Poem
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"sonnet8"

By T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova on Sat, 16 Apr 2005

into this place she finds thee borne her gentle soul 'tween thee is torn she offers grace upon the wind celestial voice in sound does sin and purge its dark from light's discourse in silence or in code of morse when code of choice is silence best then silence best is best expressed from light's dark light as light does bend and from that bend an arc extends so neatly round that darkened girl that girl so dark in silence swirls a seamless seam unfurls her light and burns an edge into the night `T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova 14apr05
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