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I got bored between calls this morning—so I wrote a decasyllabic multi-metered poem in the structure of a sonnet.

The breathless breath of a fallen star's glow; When I saw her, I found her—and I saw A winter's rain fall on summer sun's snow, On the earth, as steady as comets crawl. And what is one to think when Fall meets Spring? Leaping like a bird—from a leafless tree To fly through a blue sky, on moonlit... read more

Fractured hourglass

Her curls damp curl around the rocks, splayed upon the greyish beach, The waves, dark and white like pearls ravage furiously everything in their reach. And she just lays, arms outstreatched, her mouth filling with salt and sand as the tide commits violence on her stationary body. Her eyes are... read more

Only seek her

“Seeking Her” I seek only her— why this longing continues, I do not know. Love for her aches through bone and breath, a wound no doctor sees. I want to see her. I need her. Not as a poem, not as a dream to finish at night— but as a soul beside mine. Maybe she waits in some future sky, or maybe... (edited) read more

Accurate

Poetry

When we wake before dawn Does the sunrise bring renewed life? Releasing us from slumber From the darkest frosty night Are you fearful of what dwells When shadows lurk hiding unseen Partial moon glow stimulates Imagined threats and silenced dreams We wake from frightful thoughts As the sun... read more

Spoon Bankruptcy

Each day, we start with a handful of spoons— tiny coins of energy counted, rationed, treasured. Getting out of bed costs one. Showering costs one. Cooking costs one. Driving, working, thinking— all a quiet subtraction from a balance the world cannot see. For the healthy, spoons multiply... (edited) read more