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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Curtain descends on today's stage with night they come raven feathers and scorching eyes iron gauntlets and hollow cries "thirsty," they whisper drifting closer and closer the terror you feel is because you're their meal feasting on sweet dreams and you...
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    Water moves like ripples over a smooth glass lake, pushed by a gentle exhalation of wind that stirs a symphony of cascading leaves which flutter to their new beginning on the earth of dirt, stone, creature. Mountain crouches over the water twisted spine of some long-...
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    In a sprawling silver city, a speck of green lies concealed in a place rarely seen. Gleaming cars. Broad, flat roads. Garbage trucks gather, then dump their loads. Planes sail by overhead. An overworked businessman rises from bed. His company develops land. Real estate worth se...
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    New meets old in one single entity aflame with both life and death on this earth eternally until humanity draws its final breath. Rising from the smoke and ashes of our foulest misdeeds from the blazing red sky he plunges to rewrite earth’s creeds. He breathes out spirit and soul and inh...
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    Pencils scratch busily on paper. Do the answers match? You won't know till later. Hushed voices questions whispered uncertain choices; let's ask the nerd. Eyes like lasers fixed upon you it's the teacher, Mrs. Crazers - What should we do? Murderous look, "Be qu...
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    You are a sponge. You absorb things, keep them stored inside. Someone speaks words quiet words sharp words they cut into you and pierce your soul. But the speaker says you don't have a soul. Do you? You are a sponge. You absorb things, keep them stored ...
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    The wolf howls his question to the heavens When? When will the snow fall? When will I hear the spring birds call? When will I see my young? When will I see them skinned, on a peg to be hung? When will the moon come down from the sky? When will amongst her brethren she lie? When will me...

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