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Mother.
A/N: This poem is dedicated to my mother, along with this instrumental I created to go along with it. I am adjunct to birth and death. Undraped, I emerge from womb—a pupa I barely cried, it was a spring birthday when… Read More ›
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Grandfather. (Prose)
Sometimes I wonder who you were, what kind of person you were. You were my father’s father. You are dust now. You are in the death of an ocean well. This glow like an oil lamp through my window as… Read More ›
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“Prologue: Hope” By The Next Chapter.
— My foot on the path, My hand on the gate, My head in the clouds, My soul with the wind. – As the Golden Ray departs, Now this journey begins: The Next Chapter is here, And from here shall… Read More ›
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Sometimes Life Intrudes
Please participate in this wonderful anthology project by Carolyn Cordon. Perspectives are needed, especially from fellow writers, or teachers and doctors on how the current pandemic is impacting you or the world. I had an idea, an excellent and caring… Read More ›
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“Ophilia” By a.d.matthias.
Cecilia paused. She could never remember their names. Perhaps she is never told; perhaps she is made to forget. Briefly wondering how many have come and gone, she then decides that names are ultimately inconsequential, before lamenting sotto voce, “What’s… Read More ›
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“From This Voice” By Brand.
Sweet soul, I can see you, smile As we hike in rugged beauty Pausing to touch fingertips I step away as you call me back as my response to regard you Huff and that smile For our souls would touch… Read More ›
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“Undefined” By Brand.
Phantoms drift midst deep dusk light timeless and summer, but never settle. Gray, shadowed and peaceful faint impressions rust like old sun faded paintings on the brick of an antique building. Unclear Regardless With each touch, the surface crumbles Chips… Read More ›
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“Water Under the Bridge” By The Golden Ray.
I reflect as I view the past: Forever have I held my tongue, O’er fear I shall attack you, Rather than confront the past. Good men are not like me, for I have neglected to forgive Virtually everything you… Read More ›
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Eyes.
Solitude arrayed in language unnoticed in its death, as the leaves survive the siege of winter, taloned with wounds rejoicing in the wind. In my dreams, there is silence as the flowers die through our eyes; whispers held, empty, beneath… Read More ›
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Poem Collaboration! (Closed).
Hello everyone. First of all, I want to thank each and everyone one of you for your participation on my blog—through each like, comment, reblog, and submission—it has not been unnoticed. I thank everyone for giving me the encouragement to… Read More ›
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Tyranny.
tyranny blinded by the ghost of an isthmus, dark eyes fed upon your laugh like a poison to surge, the chill when you look at me; the dust of the horizon shapes cruelty. Reaped in the quiet like a violent… Read More ›
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Deadzone.
A/N: Another piece I wrote for an instrumental I created on Soundcloud. Check it out here. Early blooms rise at six axed in pale winter, a tumor of silence; in the white blossoms, fresh snow falls the night paradise lost… Read More ›
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City.
you’ll always be alone in the city; gone, the final breath in the icy mouths the secret of a lover, in the absence of morning and the affinity of dark at night; a fucked up dream stares left in its… Read More ›
Featured Categories
Poetry ›
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“Thick Voices of Repose” by Brand.
May 25, 2020
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His eyes.
May 25, 2020
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Forgotten (to silence).
May 24, 2020
L.W.W.O.H. Submissions Posts ›
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“A Story of Hope” by Kimberly Ray.
May 24, 2020
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“The Box” by Kimberly Ray.
May 23, 2020
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“Fantasy of forgiveness” by a.d.matthias.
May 22, 2020
