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Sky photos are my favorite

I don't even remember when or where I took this but I just know for someone who had a terrible camera I always knew how to take good sky photos

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

CONFUSION

Been wondering its 5:30AM when i was going to school. The presence of sky. The something change. The delaying. Those of 3 been wondering if the sun or moon changes direction. (5:30AM was not the same from before. It supposedly dark still)

The ancient ancestry

Sleep brought no peace. The Grimoire dragged Eira into its chambers. The air in the chamber hung thick with the scent of burnt myrrh and ancient parchment. Eira knelt on the obsidian floor, her knees numb from hours of stillness, her palms pressed flat against the grimoire’s cover. Its leather was... read more