Stardom beams, ascends,
thin arms lit in show-time glare—
fame salts fragile skin.
applause hardens inside out
talent burns bright, then burns out.
Replays harken back
success narrows its focus
to reclaim heaped praise.
inspiration in tatters,
worn out by adulation
Tall poppies are cut,
brittle star loses its arms
pulls back, swells its head
drunk on self-adulation—
it's well past its use-by-date.
Raven
He riffled through his thoughts erecting a wall;
black eyes from unplumbed depth of shifting sea.
Gray as gray, as the raven mocks and pin
with a withering look a prostrate pawn.
Impotent to think of anything at all
other than him on this ghostly bleak night.
His breath a combustion of nightmares
a roar of extreme death fear and horror,
suspend or expel like a reservoir.
The sounds, smells, and sights of a brittle star
and fierce with the passing of time.
His thoughts often turned an engorged raven in silent ire.
3/29/2018
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He towers as tall as the tallest tree,
wide as the lateral branches extend,
black eyes from unplumbed depth of shifting sea.
His breath, fire behind clouds strength to suspend
or expel like a dragon's reservoir.
He has saved from centuries in his heart
the sounds, smells, and sights of a brittle star,
burning red flames, hot, and fierce from the start.
Souls evaporated in silent scorn.
A sorrow severing they're only cord,
it'd crumbled into dust the years stillborn.
They had fallen apart, all shame ignored.
A seve breath beneath the vault of heaven,
adoration would have to be given.
3/20/2018
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