Fissures Poems - Poems about Fissures

... Through ancient mists where sorrow's breath is cold, A spirit walks, a story to unfold. Not aimless now but burdened by the weight Of whispered grief that seals a tragic fate. The sunless......

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...The sun rises on silky dunes that look like breasts. You are lost in the desert, The air is dry and sandy residue explores your crevices. Peripatetic genetrix, Protector of sublime gifts passed ......

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... Written: April 09, 2025, for contest sponsored by Brian Strand ********************* sometimes there's soft sludge a harsh grip that creeps in secretly and vei......

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...The pain is all I feel I cannot see I cannot move I cannot breathe It contorts as a dark entity trapped within me Writhing, screaming, clawing at my heart I cannot stop feeling I cannot......

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... The clock face glares, a mocking, sterile white, Each tick seemed like a hammer striking a blow upon my soul. If I could rewind, erase the darkened night, And make our fractured story whole, ......

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... tremors echoing vast distances one felt in the cold silence of space other in the messy orbit of a late garden of soul gone to weed measured in scale too hard to breath black rain of mid......

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... There is something in us that imbues landscapes with substance or senses what is there hidden beneath the camouflage of form. It finds voice in myth and survives in the shadows of the imag......

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... Written: February 12, 2025 for Ink Empress Poetry Contest ************************ In the tumultuous twilight of my wimpy seascape I twist in torment wander......

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... Written: February 10, 2025 For Brian Strand Contest *********************** In the tempestuous shadows of my soulful sphere I squirm in sorrow. I was wan......

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...I see how I look inside out, not how I look outside in. My Amtrak races between mountains and rivers, my traces, my inner spaces, my dawnings, my inner longings. I see how I look inside out, ......

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...I noted the stillness in your hands, the casual arc of your shoulders, a deceitful ease in your voice— as if the world melted into your anima, your eyes spoke the nether language (angelicus a......

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...Kentia palms catch a breeze And sway gently in their rows; This verdant sanctuary Comforts me like the psalms. I amble slowly between them - My head tapped by the fronds. I feel the ......

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...I can build a new personality, like a sculptor shaping the clay of life, But I feel the gaze of who I once was, watching me from the shadow of memories, I try to bury her, but my hands weaken when ......

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... Written: January 10, 2025 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The stillness separates us — quivering quietly akin to the cusp of daybreak when whispers wane — it ......

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...I owe appreciative courtesy to alternative press... for enlightening my senses to the evocative, reciprocative and suffocative auditory and visual material publicized in The Nation magazine J......

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