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Days of Yore
Gently sway grasses in the meadow
Birds twitter among emerald leaves
Of branches arching gracefully
So many paths to be…[Read more]
The endless beyond, greatest mystery,
Afterlife- these are all
Names for death. What usually
Happens to the beheaded? They die.…[Read more]
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Reposting deleted poems from Open Chat #11: This was written in mid-late 2018 and read onstage in January 2019.
Purl one, knit one
Purl one, knit one
Tick tock,…[Read more]
We knew each other so long ago,
Once we were so close
Joy was replaced by sorrow
I’d come to miss her the most
Lying there, gave her l…[Read more]
Reposting deleted poems #9: This was originally posted outside of Open Chat in January 2020.
Is the candle slender and new,
Or melted wax that will vanish soon?
A steadfast companion by your side through the night
Or a sprite whose burns hurt like bites?
Is it small, giving heat and light
Or a devouring beast it takes…[Read more]
Reposting deleted poems from Open Chat #8
When you wake up from a fantasy,
Do you question what you see,
Or query ‘was that really me?’
When your wishes finally do come true,
Has it ever once occurred to you
Would you’ve sought it if you knew
For long it could not last
It would be gone faster than fast
Reposting deleted poems from Open Chat #7
Everything reminds me of how I miss you.
I cried in corners as empty as I felt inside,
Reliving every moment together I remember,
Trying to recapture the warmth that vanished when I lost you,
Trying to push through mountains of grief,
Trying to conceal a canyon within m…[Read more]
Reposting deleted poems from Open Chat #6
Return to Imagination
‘Those fantasies are silly
And unrealistic,’ they say.
‘Get your head out of
The clouds and put them away.’
Yet something makes you smile
When even for a little while
You leave your troubles behind
Rediscover your imagination
Warmth and nostalgia you find.…[Read more]
Reposting deleted poems from Open Chat #5
Death is a part of life,
As well as sadness. It’s inevitable.
Much as we want things to go well,
Rough times will happen.
For every high, there is a low.
For every blue sky, there is grey.
Some try to avoid
The touch of sorrow’s hand,
Trying to avoid the pain.
What if pain…[Read more]
Reposting deleted poems from Open Chat #4
Heart of Ice
Glowing snow falls on the mountain tonight,
No one else’s footprints in sight.
Below me is a forest of white
You’d think I’d be in delight.
When spring is over and summer dies
And the flowers go into sleep,
No one hears them begin to weep
No one hears them when they cry.…[Read more]