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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The snow covers the bare branches and dead leaves, giving the earth time to dissolve and dispel unnecessary parts of itself. A comforting blanket that is there to heal. The dead of winter, the darkest nights, the chilling silence all has purpose, all has beauty. Savor that silence, that darknes...
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    I want to devour the beauty of the world, to have it laid out like a holiday spread and have a taste of it all. I want it to last until the clocks can’t remember how to tell time until the sky is painted with pinks and golds and the air smells like life does after you have your fir...
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    The drums have grown from a tapping, to a stomping, to the very pulse of the earth herself, and it was beating to our rhythm. A synchronized stampede in perfect accordance, it taps upon your skin and up your spine Like a sweet ember wrapped in the sweat of the bud, you glisten lik...
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    Your love is gravel. rough, uneven, in varying shades of darkness, countless places to riddle. A wanderer – The loose-jointed meanderer, with nowhere to be and no one to see. From you I am swollen, scraped and bruised – But, oh, how the sound of falling swells in such a lovely sh...
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    Cold and bare stands a winter’s tree, sharply reminding myself of me. It stands alone as if without a care, watching on at the christmas fare. It does not dance, sing or skate nor filled with loathing does it hate. it simply stands as one alone, upon the ground of ice cold stone. Within it...
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    There is no unfolding drama no banners of autumn in red, orange, yellow, to turn the trees sunlike for just a moment Here Summer locks her fingers in green, clings to lost youth, til winter has its way with it's ice cold grip But the burning beauty in all things is a slow burn ...
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    It’s a cold Winter’s night tonight, so I go back to that warm Summer day and I sit on my bed reminiscing of that moment where I felt most alive time goes on without a glimpse of my sight, gone without the slightest goodbye. I remember things I was once missing from my memories. I go ba...

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