Category: Narrative poetry
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Love on a carrot stick.
She had eyes like the night skies The milky way around her center Oh! She sang-sang with the swing of her feet The stars falling with her wishes. Her taps soon beat with her father’s Lost she was to his. His name her last The spell cast her mother held strong jingling bells to the story […]
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Glazed heart
Addicted to this, hazy dream– tension across the too, quick tempered glass. My little buckled heels, chips a little off the surface. Oh, the gingerly placed steps hold tenderly the blush glass. ‘It’s alright, it’s alright,’ she tremors, but the cracks are a little, wider She shut her eyes. Oh, she shut her eyes over […]
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The birth of Voice.
Bricks loose like pulled teeth, yellow chipped paint with a whole white daisy. Pale sky heaving through caved wooden ribs. Hunched shadows hunting– shadows behind keening walls marred in soot. Whimpering cries, harried shushing silence screams ringing in the ears breath coming out fast–faster, sharp intake, pause– ‘whuu…’ soft whistle blow a humming tune, picked […]
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Hallowed Castle
I will tell you of a story one with a beautiful castle thick curtains, velvety cushions gilded buttress along its fissured walls gardens riot with flowers, mango and pear trees sickly sweet The hallways silent, footsteps muffled, occasional shrieks Women white as chalk faded like ancient oil paintings, ghost figures frozen in silent scream that […]
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Sipped Silence
Beyond land and time I heard you whisper, “Come share a drink with me” tentative, I follow stepped into a pocket suspended in limbo watched your surprised smile at the answering call while you brew tea rummaging and spilling sugar and spices about you the smells of your essence wafted around us unaware of the […]
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The maiden weeps.
There’s a maiden weeping tonight alone in the dark none see the tears rolling down her cold cheeks but the Moon, pretending to hide behind the clouds shining upon her tears whispering, ‘My child dear, Why do you cry?’ She shakes a sob of fear of hurt and hate of loneliness, worthlessness of sorrow in […]
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Wrathful love
Bare hands, she tore through her flesh. Head hurled back in a blood curdling cry. She wrenched open her ribs snapping and separating from sinew, a gaping black hole, and the bird whipped out. She couldn’t fathom the beauty in the gore. The little blue bird speckled in blood rubies, iridescent light caught on its […]
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Tattered Corners
The tattered corners of herself blown away to faraway places, places only heard in desolate echoes. She sings a dirge as she trudges along the jagged edges of the world, into the yawning chasms, collecting the bloodied and shredded scraps of herself. With tears washing the blood clear, She sews herself piece by piece, skin […]
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