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Profound Effects Of The Weather (Poem)
though the sun rises quickly to heat the sky
burning its way through the window shades
still the rain continues to fall
turning the walls without eaves into rivers
a swift rivulet finds a course through a crack
the condensation coating the inside panes
like tears that flow from any casual devastation
the hot humid air cannot hold this
so it lingers to seep through the open pores
and you discover yourself weeping
from every ordinary grief
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The Words Hang In The Air (Poem)
they burn
so that you have to look away
close your eyes
lest your life be seared
bury the memory of the flames
deep beneath your fearful skin
and think that hidden
the fiery letters sputter out
extinguished
not even marked by a trail of smoke
in the hour of death’s arrive
when agony screams or acceptance smiles
and the bones begin their final dance
these words appear again
etched from the skeletal surface
rise with gilded wings
shining above the funeral pyre
what words are these
do not ask
each carries their own ashes
in the cinerary of their open heart
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Grief and Sorrow (Poem)
these we carry like outsize stones
our back bent beneath such burden
our steps made to falter and halt
as we seek in vain to adjust the weight
and yet we cling to these attachments
the expectations that hold us bound
our hearts confused that they represent love
mistaking leaden rocks as precious jewels
scared to drop them and let ourselves breathe
lest lighter we rise into the vast expanse
