Beauty Fiction Poems

Nineveh *
*Deep I have fallen 
    eyelids leaden with sleep
       just a hole to crawl in...

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The air is foetid and breathing is so difficult. 
The open window allows floating debris,
To spread its pungent staleness over all.
It’s a difficult struggle for...

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The Pods - Chilling Scifi Poetry

Fear, you are weightier than gravity
in pulling the stomach to the ground.

Rotors slowed and sound waned 
as the helicopter sided,...

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Bold as the lie that says –
Authenticity isn’t blessed by the truth,
Who exists in reasoning, thinking…
Outside the box, beyond the echo of light,
Despite the shadows...

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I am riding through the Borderlands
That place of harsh, arid beauty
Carrying out observation for 
This period of detached duty.
It is that time of day,
The setting...

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Dark angels dance across 
a hidden sky, as light races...
down fingers caressing,
this silhouetted rare raging earth. 
the thunder rolls around, runs across 
this fleeting ground,
caressing...

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Cool is the evening air that touches 
my face standing there 
viewing time ebb and flow,
Memories. 

Run their course as a tear traces 
my countenance...

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In the silence of heaven 
there are half-buried machines 
where a man once wanted to dwell!

Some of these were built with a design in mind...

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Metal, blood, and mascara 

Half sunk a shattered visage lies,
A wrinkled lip, a sneer of cold command,
Of boundless and bare
Along the level, sands stretch far...

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To the edge of shadows, we race
Into gilded realities frayed by electric intellect

We creep silently into oblivion's arms
We wade through the black seas of eons,...

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Trails of time 
I note the trails sublime
I see them dance around 
my fingers like starlight
arcing in the night 
I intertwine the firelights
dancing around my...

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anxiety, intense -
but I am not frightened ...
my heart races ... I want to flee
my blood heats and lies to
my senses ...
'get out! go now!...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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There are no words from poetry to purify the 
heart, can’t rock the mic with headache, the irony
of it all, its the beauty from women...

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He walks towards her in a cold winter’s day
with his buttoned-down shirt and expensive blue jeans.
He doesn’t waste time as he whispers to her:
“You have...

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