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Ashen Form09:36 Oct 28 2007
Times Read: 1,129
You lie white in your sorrow
Upon a dark reflective surface,
Mirroring anguish to your marrow.
Fared your well and kissed her thus,
Twinned in grief, cheek to cheek,
Echoing your solemn posture here
So like a Pompeiani cast shriek.
Caught that I may see, but never hear.
Ruins07:32 Oct 24 2007
Times Read: 1,353
I wade through oil wept from a statue veined
By days, ticked off by a constant metronome drone
Of the grain, the grain, the grain of sands that strip the stain
From a crying virgin seducing the sun with her moan.
I weep Ozymandias tears, which grind worlds and hopes
Down to dry and desiccated dreams of forgotten floes
Of the grain, the grain, the grain of sands where Sirius lopes,
And Rahab rasps her tongue toward the Nile’s wet woes.
I wince the Exodus of life’s love for child’s sweet, “abbas”
And shade from copper pots that creak on linen strings
Hanging from ancient doorframes of plundered mastabas,
Beside swaying palms and the tinkling songs of silver ankle rings.
I wear the scorn of a people forlorn by the sight of Time
And the moons in his eyes, which pull the oceans’ tide
Over the grain, the grain, the grain of sands’ rhythmic rhyme,
Cleansing our romance, forsaken to dance where only dreams reside.
07:25 Oct 05 2007
Times Read: 1,604
I dream of the Tigris and Euphrates,
My mind stretching toward the dawn
Of who we are, fascinated and longing
To lie down in the cradle of humanity
And cry, filling the valley that is imprinted
Upon us all, flooding her with the salt
Of my need to understand, to drink
Every why to quench my thirst for every how
Until I am again drowning in the ocean
Of my parched soul, shaking my fist at the storm
That pours from me and I am small
Even measured against myself,
A maelstrom of need, echoing my legacy,
The heir of all who have hungered to be.
Unraveling Threads19:01 Oct 04 2007
Times Read: 1,639
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A timely moo
As the night flew
While I discover you
A stern Russian blue
Say you care
Treasuring all that is true
Sounds like you’re here
Sleepy clandestine tattoo
And I make a party of two
Snow and Icicles
Enchant me anew
And all is right
Here with me there with you
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