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Our bones may be scarred and dying pieces of us may be scattered across the skies, but I know we've penetrated each other's thoughts in such a way that the earth will remain stained with light's blood below the murderous charcoal clouds.

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2019-10-03

He wears kindness in the rain, showering sunshine where the shivering see no light while cooling thoughts upon those who find themselves burning beneath cracked masks. The chthonic aren't always evil.

13 65
2019-09-28

at became
a quiet girl
watching
growing inside
till found a place
to be brave & write
stand up & resist
don’t tell me
how to live
whom to love
gave up that right
first time
you lifted Ur hand
& lost Ur soul
found my voice
& it’s loud

112 261
2019-09-24

The season of leaves
and the beginning
of the end
of gardens
comes tomorrow
I'm wistful
at the loss of heat
but look forward
to the chill
With a modest nod
to winter
Let autumn
bring its fill.

30 146
2019-09-22

Nature
the of creation
vibrant life flowing
and creating new
but slow inevitable crumble of age
cells by error and time
finally death but with new birth
Nature

5 31
2019-09-21

Alice alway planned
To try to return
To that timeless place
Where passions burned.

But where to travel
There were so many trails
Some through
Some over dales

Mere
And she'd have been banned
But true love's dream
Was key to Wonderland.

11 43
2019-09-19

she only ever let him
see her side
she never had to hide
the lust
she harbored
like a wolf
thrust into her DNA
spliced as microfiche
ready to be displayed
when he lit her up
she howled
in carnal ecstasy
always ready
for the pack of them
to play

14 57
2019-09-17

Euphoric darkness
shadows glowing
in warm, subtle
undercurrents
water treading vibrations
adrift in the chaos

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~Art~ Giles Daoust

13 61
2019-09-16

Soul invites me to my own wedding
I puke
Rather I not go there
Must I always be pasty and small?
my own

0 7
2019-09-10

Stillborn letters
stumble along
an unfair path
Crystallizing darkness
permitting it to breathe
in the raven twists
of dusk
The eye of shadow
Distinct
with its baleful glare
Affixed
upon my soul.





11 48
2019-09-06

I braved the mystery isle
Dark dawning sky
Belies a once enchanted land
Shrouded in a noxious mist
Castle ruins, city wasted
Translucent wings of broken queens
Like crystal cracked & seeping
Its fragile beauty
Could not resist
Fury of greed hate


3 8
2019-09-03

Stellar magnificence
in the blanket
of darkness
That is the Universe

5 32
2019-08-30

Used to call him
Pestilence
Before we all had cars

Now He is Pollution
& He stinks
At playing cards

War grins
‘Cross baize at Famine
Crack thin in dirty thong

She swears Death
Is cheating
& she’s both Right&Wrong

For Everyone
Is cheating—
It’s mankind’s favorite song

60 292
2019-08-29

I’ll write beautiful poems when I find the words
The problem with skyline is I haven’t lived far from my back fence
Looking up has always been a challenge
A state of affairs according to those in the know
(Those who scream at me when I have an opinion)

0 2
2019-08-29

I wrestle with a caveman brain
MedievalLawsConstrain

Serving to confound this mess—
I’mArmedWithGodlikeTech

I envy the mountain range
my pale refrain

BalanceOfTheEarthUpset
By schemes I did not vet

I sing a self-destructive song
Which end pretends ‘fore long

16 102
2019-08-25

She would split the skyline in crimson just because the light shimmering off its mingling with her blade complemented her golden eyes. That vantage point gave her wandering spirit the boost wicked hearts dream of.

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2019-08-25

She flicks her hand, and the Katana became a of blue-black pieces that flew like a cloud shards and smokey blue fire. It sailed across the room, and quickly re-assembled in her hand.

She gripped the handle. "Right then. I guess we're both good to go."

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2019-08-25

The grows in Meg
A howl lilts her words
A fickle wind twists her hair
Thorny blooms unfold in her heart.
They’ll try to tame her
Like they did me
Hobble her with corsets & heels
Tell her what she can’t be
But this time, I’ll fight
& their cage won't hold both of us.

0 12
2019-08-23