The silence spreads like mist
over the field that no longer exists.
The earth no longer feels the footsteps,
doesn’t remember the bodies that passed through.

The wind, a distant whisper,
carries unspoken words
and stories lost before they are told.

There is a place where time gives up
on being continuous and dissolves
into fragments of light and shadow.

Nothing is whole,
everythin...

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Hello, can you hear me?

I'm writing so you can see me

Type type type

My words are ripe

Without a thought or planning

An idea is hatching

Could it be good, could it be sad?

Only time will tell

If I can make it sell

Down in my basement, I type away

Day after day, I hear them say

As if I'm stone deaf

Without words, I'm dumbdead

So many profiles, f...

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Don't trust the sweet words of a stranger

If you don't want to get into the danger.

Sweet words may raise you to the clouds,

But you better run away without doubts.

And having bitten into your trust like a snake,

He will be wrapped in a trustworthy fake.

And then right on your field of fight,

He will try to prove that he is right.

Neither the darkness no...

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In the silence that resonates,
a lament of absences,
the flowers bloom in the shadows,
whispers of a life that fades away.

Eyes searching the horizon
for a trace of hope,
but pain, like a poem,
is sculpted in the words of the day.

The city is a labyrinth of steps
that reflects solitude at every corner -
laughter dissolves in the wind
like falling petals,
disguised in the chaos.

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the blank page waits   

for the quenching stink of ink  

a scribble of unflinching words  

something to mull and make it think 

the filled page grits  

when the savage pen comes down 

to flay through failing words  

lose many and put others under doubt 

the final page knows    

these few are survivor words 

strong enough to tell the story    

clever enoug...

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Hyyre n proave

pon sheed unjoad

in hoye ‘n hoyle-howls

befuddled word, o’blite absurd

he gurgled remott’d vowels

Lesp he ‘n shyy

for ryle deride

aggrinn aggurny byy

rillig speech, from creatured-eeb

flowed his otherworldly vibe

So jue a norn

to borrishly

this being spoke in tongue

but wopeth no apology

for such unbridled shrung

It siff ! ...

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Mouthful Of Words

Poem after Brian Moses

These are the words my teacher teaches,

omnipresent, evaporating, invigilator, dichotomy,

diminuendo.

Then there are the words at home they choose

in our chatters animated to recounting the news.

There are the words that Grandma always seems

to say that I regurgitate, no matter the situation or their

denoting: bam...

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In script, I chase elusive breath, emotions' subtle pleading,
Such words enfold, deceit swathed in a tender, soft misleading.
To paint the world through poet's lens, the rarest hues I borrow,
In stanzas sail, through mind's vast sea, where verses trade in sorrow.

A tinkerer of syllables, line by measured essence,
Might muse perceive a poet's form, shadowed in your presence?
We waltz beneat...

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