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Souls – Poetry [Freeverse]

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A series of short poems that describe people in my life using various letters of the alphabet.    Souls emanating every color of every shade Ones seen by only a few, their brightness hidden Trembling under the sun, they fade But not all souls are forbidden. Beginning with one riddled with sickness Brightness, suffering in frozen solitude Blazing, harboring rays …

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My Darling – Poetry [Sonnet]

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A poem regarding the issue of being controlled by others/society  Sit my darling, listen to orders now Take a seat, ink in hand, a willing soul Rules and regulations, papers to vow Wisdom to offer, structure as a whole Words with lessons, blindly grinning—Black lids Sight useless, a clipped bird in its chains But orders are orders, ones that forbids …

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Crimes Against The Earth – Poetry [Prose]

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A short poem commenting on the relationship between man and earth. I wake to wind and burning coals inside my chest, a ribbon the color of cardinal feathers tied to my ring finger. Although I rise, expecting to hear the morning hymn of birdsong, I see the moon, casting rays of white across the bellows of the asphalt streets. I …

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Woven Brokenness – Poetry [Freeverse]

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Had a random spur of inspiration when I woke up and decided to write this freestyle piece (I’m bad with poetry because half the time I end up making it sound like prose…but that’s just how my thoughts translate a lot of the time when I don’t censor myself.) So here it is! It’s short and unrefined, but I hope …

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Freewrite: The Color of Rust

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Preview: I had been laying in my bed today, in midst of dream and consciousness, and this twisted story came to mind (something that usually happens as I dream). It’s a free write, so it’s rough, and I just let my brain go, and let the character unfold. It’s definitely unfinished, but it’s going somewhere. Work in Progress: The Color …