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Best Poems Written by Julie Forbush

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Inspiration

Always fleeting,
you tempt me with beautiful words from nowhere,
convincing me they are my own.
In the corner of my eye, a Muse
& suddenly anything is possible.
You haunt me;
sending visions of dark ink 
flowing from poised finger tips.
Finally, i give in,
relenting under high expectations
& promises of genius.
Reluctantly, i put pen to paper
& find that you've moved on.

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The Flowers of Despair

On wicked wings, in silent hours
comes this deadly, perfect flower
To steal the breath from sleeping Kings
& tear the hearts of porcelain Queens

With pale skin & sorrowful eyes,
in the dead of night she flies
Through any window, any door
& if no opening she finds,
she'll steal her way though quiet minds

Not a word does she speak
but with her eyes, your soul she'll reap
As far away, on distant shores
a soundless bell keeps count;
Another soul for her collection
as mourners weep in recollection

The Flower of Despair, she's called
& in the end, she'll reach us all.

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Beltane Chase

Hid in the dark pretending to be blind
& you found me with words
Clothed myself in light, thinking you’d search the shadows
But you knew my thought
Took shelter in noise to shut out the silence
& was revealed when no sound would touch me
Embraced the silence & refused to speak
But the words began to haunt me
So I stood before you 
& spoke my story
& you made it rain for me

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Cracked Headstones & Unfinished Thoughts

six writers in a cemetary
each scribbling at the ears of the others
focusing through drunken desire
what could be better?
these casscadeing lines, 
broken sonnets
shouted into fields of dead
cracked headstones & unfinished thoughts
Where have i been?
so many years squandered
i've sat here before,
in this very spot
& felt that somehow, 
it must be my own
i've read these lines before,
never quiet giving them life
now with the sound of name-dropping poets,
listing every friend, financer,
first love, & false start,
i realize
someday we will be the name-droppers,
recalling the first times
we spoke, read, felt
these words
or that line
never quite finished
with the list of beginings
first times

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Made Whole By the Destruction...

i climb the Mother's trees
& watch Her waves return to earth
as She cannibalizes Herself
& we are made whole by the destruction
we are the fruit of Her Death,
the life of Her seed
sewn into it's self

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Let Slip the Noose

all Day's beauty resides
within the guise of pale & troubled eyes
how quietly she hides
& faces Night with glimmering hope
to seek new heights
& break the scope
of chaos' dangling rope

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Little Goddess In the Moonlight

a tiny goddess to the moon, 
one word whispers, "Unworthy".
in response, the wind carries a new thought,
"Child of wisdom, child of night, no spirit, no soul, 
is more worthy, more ripe,
then those unsoiled by the cynical rights 
of arrogance, self-importance, & hindsight"

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Still Life With Cigarette

i was just sitting on the porch
& thinking how maybe
i should take up smoking
how the world
might appreciate me so much more
if i had a vice
if Death were perched
a little more obviously on my shoulder
some shrouded & sadistic parrot
echoing the words i write
as if every one
might be the last
then i'd be a fitting tragedy
to listen to
the world sees no art
in just living

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Other-Wise

you try on the horns
they never settle just right
you remember the first time
nervous long night
of sacrificial insights
silence shattered
by shrill screams & blood spatter
you try on the horns
nothing is ever like the first time
voluntary or otherwise

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A Fragment of Thought

wouldn't want
to give the world away
& those questions
they cut deep;
not the surface
but the center
without trying,
without looking
we reveal far more than we say