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dyed verse

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Poetry

Where is her tiny Black dress? The one  She wanted to Wear that E v e n i n g A dress of Fancy, Bitter, Sweet and Dark-tinged V e r s e Prose-dyed, Vague-styled, But, still, Written with Her, I n  u n i s o n Neither  Of them Wanting  To die A verse-less  D e a t h For this,  They together  Caress, An achingly D a r k ,  —  B […]

PoemStormer

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Poetry

Fragments of deep verse Washing ashore Yet the lyrical tempest Hasn’t even S t a r t e d In this rough and slumbering, Wetly dry and Wicked, Late summer of slow w o r d s Wake up, W o r d S t o r m e r Have you ever dreamed of such a late, And furious, Timeless, Fateful, Somber, Fearsome, Word S t o r m ? Wake up, W o […]

The Reader

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Poetry

To all the ones That read my poems That hear me bare That don’t despair The texts The laughs The hidden Meanings The sounds The smiles The profound Feelings The rooms The streets Snow-covered Stay And thick, grey Smoke That will One day Become star Dust Till you will Sway That scent That sound Oh all So near Takes me To a time When you Were here To all The ones That read My poems […]