Tag: metaphors
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Insomniac
Night sweats, Sheets wet as cruel scenes stretch across my inner eyes, A gnarled and fetid pantomime of phantom frets ties silken binds across my neck and chokes me to the brink of life, Splits my mind; Half is here and half is on the other side, I’m both alive and not alive in this…
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Soul Food
Recent work in progress…. some food for thought, if you will 😜 Soul Food I like my religion as an aside, As a bowl of convention (and a bone of contention) just to the side of my entrée, I find I like small pieces to pick at whenever I decide, That are easy to swallow,…
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Unravelled
#NaPoWrimo Day Three Today’s prompt was to write a poem that involves a story or action that unfolds over an appreciable length of time. I decided to take the prompt literally and write about an unfolding (unravelling) marriage. I love thinking about the fabric of time being a tangible thing, I have written several poems…
Serena Malcolm
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Duck egg, Blue
Trust is a fragile hue, A duck egg, Blue, Transparent shell, You can hardly tell it’s there but not there, It all depends how you look at it, But don’t look at it for too long, Eyes water, Blink and it’s gone.
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Sleeping Bear
I am a sleeping bear with the richest hide of tan, Try and wake me if you dare, But none too many can. You can poke and you can tease; I may grumble, I may moan, But in a deep passivity I have made my humble home. A bear unlike my kin, Yes indeed I…
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A Heart Full of Willow Blossom
I plucked catkins tenderly from a willow, To show how love captured me when you were born, I filled the sea endlessly with blonde billows; No drop unadorned, They broke the banks, wondrously swathing the land, With hundreds of heavenly starbursts of gold, For when you so helplessly searched for my hand, Your hand found…
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Alchemy
I could drink of you and live forever in just the comfort of your gaze, Great pools of an untainted elixir that soothe me in so many ways. Your voice is a pretty incantation, that paints itself across the air, As it snakes its charm right into my mind and holds me still; here but…
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Dark Chocolate
You once told me you were a box of chocolates, Said I’d never know quite what I’d get, And you said you weren’t any old chocolates; You were Green & Blacks – simply the best! And just like that aforesaid chocolate, You were dark, smooth, rich and so sweet, You tasted like some heavenly nectar…
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The Gaia Room
It’s a beautiful day in the Gaia room, Cotton balls form celestial spumes, Down deep inside the goldfish pool, An algae eater’s keeping cool, Up above the sky flame’s high, Its warmth is carried on an airy sigh, Indulging in the daylight glow, A tiny house hauler takes it slow, Behind she leaves a silver…