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    In the Rhymes of Jewels

    Creaking sound of rusted latch sleeping alone again, naturally, only tide’s tremors would let her in  I should promise you  my last kiss of summer, for winter’s kismet kites are grounded strung by ice lifeguards; rescue is the warmth between thighs  Pearls for breasts, silver skin limbs frosted-glass...

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    Bach with Feathers

    A canary flewthrough the broken windowand perched on the edge of my desk.It tilted its head, yellow featherscatching the dim glow of the splintered dawn.Black beak madness.“Who are you?” it asked,voice sharp as a fillet knife.I shrugged.“I’m a base...

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    Emery

    Half-past midnight on a winding road Limited visibility in this blanket of fog High stakes guilt for a debt still owed Witness stifled at the bottom of a bog   Somewhere between living and dying Where routines are locked into memory Invading privacy so deliberately prying Pounded...

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    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I still believe in light and hope for sure. It’s not always easy in present times but yes I choose to hold on to the light.. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • In simple terms this is both complex & brilliant .. Neville

    • Moving work. “Somewhere between the living and the dying”

      I really love that line.
      Regards
      James

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, James. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I also dig that line a lot. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Damian, this is the real grit of what poetry can be when told by a poet who knows the dark roads taken by many. I could see the imagery rolling like the driver on a fogbound road headed for the mercy of the night. Each stanza is strong as a shot of whisky at midnight. This is what poetry is all about. I felt this brother. Appreciate you.

      John

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Unfortunately I know those dark roads all too well myself. Experience is often gained through trial and error, wisdom comes from learning from those mistakes made along the way. Thanks brother.. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Lovers Trapped in the Northern Lights

    Dying, she said,"Toss my ashes to the northern lights, to drift among birches and be buried by snow." Ashes remain urn'edgathering dust within dust,but sun bursts crack the porcelainand sets within hearts' twilight

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