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Tag Archives: freedom
Verbal Stones
Verbal Stones stones, stones! rail against bones, thrust into (two) – crushed heart; left to bleed, bleed, bleed silently, invisible voice, trampled deeply thrash, crash – among such rocks, unable to count, so many throngs, spines burst ripped in threads – … Continue reading →
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Tagged abuse, destructive words, free style-ish, freedom, healing, hope, metaphors, muse, poetry, psychology type-ish, word play
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Crystallizing Selfhood
Crystallizing Selfhood the ways of the wicked, first amusement? toy with my life, they held my heartbeat, in their grasp – deciding that it was not worth, breath But! No! they did not stop there, i gasped my first breath … Continue reading →
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Tagged abuse, alive, freedom, hope, identity, metaphorically speaking, metaphors, poetry, word play
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Hope & Its Journey
Hope & Its Journey a goal, fill with hate? manipulate, deteriorate, i speculate – hate? too easy, a simple way to be, a lackluster mirror – despising all you see, do i hate, you? never, i refuse that crime> <hostility, … Continue reading →
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Tagged abuse, epic battles, forgiveness, free style, free style-ish, freedom, healing, hope, life journey's, manipulators, metaphorically speaking, metaphors, mythical, oppressors, poetry, psychology type-ish, renewed soul, survivors, universe, word play
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Heart, Soul, & Mind
Heart, Soul, & Mind Soul confiscated Heart; who believed, it was the Mastermind – Mind and Soul, came to an agreement long ago, that they would allow this charade; it kept Heart from true mutiny, until Heart nearly drained Soul and Mind … Continue reading →
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Tagged cosmos, delicious words, free style, free style-ish, freedom, metaphorically speaking, metaphors, muse, nonsensical delights, poetry, psychology type-ish, story, word play
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Trinket of Indifference
Trinket of Indifference could I ever? {love another} how could; you love another – ever? fantasy, hallucination we, us (no, it was them;not me) not at all a jokester of the heart play my fiddle and walk away nothing? fabricated;love … Continue reading →
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Tagged fantasy, free style, free style-ish, freedom, metaphorically speaking, metaphors, mind games, poetry, psychology type-ish, strong woman
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Waiting on My Pink Moon
Waiting on My Pink Moon dawn rose, stole my stoic grin – still breath, beneath a clouded moon once upon a time, I believed when stardust kissed my sighs, and the sun told me how lovely it was, but angels fell as meteors a … Continue reading →
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Tagged cosmos, delicious words, fairy tale, fantasy, free style, free style-ish, freedom, nonsensical delights, pink moon, poetry, space, stars, story, word play
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Coalesce
Coalesce touch of frigid flesh – blankly, stroke my face; tears flow streams of unwant – LEAVE me, cradled in this hollow shell, an object of ruin ~ under wraps, keep it – golden jewel cannot replace; caress my Lovely, bound, quietly … Continue reading →
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Tagged free style-ish, freedom, inner strength, metaphorically speaking, metaphors, objectify, people as objects, poetry, psychology type-ish, wholeness, word play
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Impenetrable
Impenetrable s i n k deep penetrate deteriorate leaking dribble, severing straight; into a cavern of scorn black-and-white smiles rage, against gray matter neurons wrestle – pull up lost thoughts, retitle tall-tale exploitations rename those nouns! verbs, adjectives, only crusted outer … Continue reading →