Dancing figures aglow
shimmering in burning starlight
wax dripping
ash like pollen, drifting
paint flecks sewing the night sky
lifting a heart’s wish.
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Tag: poetry
Scent
Shiny, bulbous like an alien capsule
with a breathing tube stabbed in liquid
drowning stem of the future
orchard floral scents splitting their leaves
in their undulating waves
crunchy skin splitting beneath your lips
-dripping into a marble.
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~ City Streets ~
Stumbling on broken petals of tarmac
The fine contours of my cheeks crack the mould
It washes the dirt from the earth
Its polluted breath
Vomits its secrecy in whiskers of black.
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~ The Fire Trees ~
There is a dam in the distance, with wide walls
Purple leaves that bob in the valley
The mountains with the shadows that burn
And the snow that meanders disease
I ride with my horse the patches of moon
Upon hills stitched with copper
Orchards with their torso’s aflame
Hang their heads in silence, as the hush falls
The sky falls and they are vanquished once again
Stripped bare of wisdom, of courage and worth
Beyond the chaos is the door
The door with an eager eye that opens
With figures that trail blood and gold.
by Kate
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