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Concrete Hearts, the Deep End Keys and the Miniaturist's Poetry of Sleep

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“Concrete Hearts, the Deep End Keys and the Miniaturist's Poetry of Sleep”

Following the Babel paths,
where footprints progress
like rough-hewn braille,
temptation shows i...

discoloured palette

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cyan blues indigo into nighttime
darkness scorches the soul to the core
hellfire’s charcoal embers 
dissipate lightness of being
achromatic void
engulfs a self-fulfilling promise

rose petal...

The Autistic Journal

...Autism is always a hard pill to swallow,
Like planting a bullet on the skull
Drifted from life's wonders
As if I've slipped away.

Stigmatized like a cockroach
And knocked back from footy.
Wit...

Bloody gifts of resurrection

...In midnight gazes call me sullen upon my cheek
Rousing replies risen bound by chains 
Lest mercy be tallowed by all frays 
Lest my cheek rise by an untimely hour
Rid my face of discoloured honour...

Starlit Destinies

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"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."  
E.E. Cummings

Amber hues kissed twilight's platinum pigments that night,
beckoning ivory pearls to weave patter...

The shower scene

...Delicate fingers gripped the slender neck firmly-
after soft, full lips caressed cold, wet flesh desperately-
whilst deep breaths were taken forcefully;
yet suffocated moans and screams pierced di...

Pawn to Silence

...I was cursed with ink 
intoxicating blank canvases 
with toxic scribbles,
releasing twisted tales 
of suppressed troubles.
I was a forsaken  ebony rose 
in satan's grasp,
kneeling on ungod...

Glasswinged Sorceress

...When nylon nights
trade crystal colours 
in the stalls of nimble 
butterfly wings, 
I blossom as an 
irenic origami 
fervently fabricated 
with snowflakes of 
greedy gloom, 
stealing royal v...

Love's Allure

...I always weep for you in the hush of eventide hills.
In their mystical muteness I can hear your heartbeats.
As tears indulge in indigo dusky deepening horizons,
I put my hope in the last morning s...

An Old Man's Prayer

...I am a paling star to be washed out
In the dazzling brightness of the arriving dawn
A calendar that ran out of time
A broken guitar with strings loose

I will soon exit out of life
Like...

We, the Sad Generation

...We, the generation of grand pictures, 
walk through life, bearing unfaithful filters.
Sins, comprehended through biblical scriptures,
fear escapes the team of timid tilters. 

We, the ge...

A Lost Ring

...In May two thousand and seven I was on a beach on the sand 
When it was time to leave I noticed, I was missing my gold band
I started digging the sand frantically, my wife she helped too
We we...

Mamma Still Calls Your Name

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It was like the sun did not rise
and mourning birds sang 
no morning melody.

The heavens were so grey,
pouring like Noah's floods,
preparing me for the storm,
which drowned my heart.

I f...

Caged Birds

...THE CAGED BIRDS
When the twilight falls
with light of clumsy fish
in a shallow stream
rain flows with raging winds
*YOUNG POET*

Living oppressed like an aged cloth
hang under the spicy sun
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On My Six

...on my six

 the village faded in my past
when at last i walked through the gate 
for the final time
neither of us remained the same
as we were in the days of my coming of age
back then the col...

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