Pain Assonance Poems

Ambered hues in faded frames, a bygone era's smile,
Bakelite whispers of forgotten songs, on a crackling vinyl isle.
Daguerreotypes, ghosts of laughter, dance in sepia light,
Embers...

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Deep in my shrewd mind, a storm rages on 
Dark clouds gather as the wind howls till dawn
A tempest of thoughts, I cannot control
A battle...

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There is an illusion of dishonesty in darkness,
so we rejoice when spring sings saccharine serenades.
I've always been a soul yearning for summer scents,
but somewhere the...

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so, seems to be highly debated as to what precise time did the chicken's brain put him on notice.that in a minute, I'm not going...

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Alex is not an ordinary woman
troubled with depression and autism
struggling with transgender identity
she lives in her own world
a bubble of disorientation and discomfort
unable to reach...

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A tale told by trees, rooted
in the things that yearn
far from sight and light of day
deep within the earth…
Wisdom, cautious, heeds -
woe befalls one who...

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'wind is pounding in my heart'

It tears across the steppes and plain, it guides my mind and eases pain
Whithin the yurt, upon the road, it...

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Hold Fast, Wake Not From Such Imaginative Dreams


I woke to exist within a splinter of Light
Leaving behind vanity and pleasures of night
An enigma, a soul...

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Autumn will forever be the season of death to me,
but like time, I do not remain cemented in the past.
Memories of ghosts will always lead me...

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This days testimony.  I Cried for you today
This is a true story humbling inside I went to my physical personal prayer closet. On this...

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Surely I would cry if you left my heart
And in my mind if your image were to fade away
I would be down and saddened
Asking God...

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What does the word happiness means? Where did thr word derives from? Was it man or woman? People, Places or things. Becoming as one, One...

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So many ways to seek the light.
Besides having to always be right.
Finding ways to mend the fences.
Instead of rearing up defenses.

Just when you think you're...

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7/25/21. Hope Cycle

Grief, like Love, is a seasonal thing.
It comes and seems to last forever,
Driving its tentacles deeper
Than it seems possible to penetrate;
Forcing the oozing...

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I live in a small pueblo where every day or so

my neighbours sweep the pavement to keep

their side of the road clean and pick up...

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