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Left BehindYou left it behind. You left it all behind. Off across the ocean with you and yours, Even if only a strait!Left Behind
From behind fire and eyes The watch continues. Once twins, now nothing, You depart for the island. No more wasteland for that pair.
It hits too close to home, As here I stand Looking out over undulation, Cold and grey,
And see how far you've gone.
by ~ocean--floor
Bringing down darkness: Bringing down darkness: The evening dew descending On the quiet leaves.Bringing down darkness:
by ~ocean--floor
winter is white silenceWinter is white silence muffled under blankets of snow Crooked trees scraping at the edges of the sky.winter is white silence
Bringing down darkness in ice. Here is emptiness in gloved hands. Scratches in lace, trees darken their contrast, water seeping down.
The earth is still, the voice is empty. Words are meaningless
by ~ocean--floor
,after richard wright,Only dust, only endless color. Feel upwards, through space and touch. It will flow over your skin like the water of the sea.,after richard wright,
Night air, the only coolness of the desert. The earth is rising and we will reconnect. The stars are moving closer.
The only place to stand, to place oneself, centered, in the nothingness of the soul. Open arms in the empty dust.
In silence, in sunlight, under the stars, in darkness, I will start to learn. I will open my mouth and create a sky.
by ~ocean--floor
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sciencei am the crazed philosopher, the mad scientist,science
wild-haired and focused,
patiently waiting for that one,
final "eureka!" moment
of the sudden unfolding
of my life's meaning and purpose.
i am the distant researcher,
the tall buildings surrounding me every day are only bars on a graph, my own life no more than jagged lines
on paper, and these poems
are my just my research reports.
by *warzonestoic
Green Roadby ~TherapyH
Poppy Starby ~TherapyH
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--Daddy Long Legs- the pimp car of insects.--
Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these broken wings and learn to fly
all your life,
you were only waiting for this moment to arise...
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is this everything that you've hoped for? is this everything you've dreamed?
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is this everything that you've hoped for? is this everything you've dreamed?
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Everyone feels a certain way for a reason, when you read a persons poem your glimpsing at their very soul.
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is this everything that you've hoped for? is this everything you've dreamed?
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A POINT OF VIEW CREATES MORE WAVES.
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is this everything that you've hoped for? is this everything you've dreamed?
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