Renew
...Incense whispers drift skywards
Echos amid the memory boxes.
Prising lids off revealing recollection relics -
Fragments labeled and categorised.
I run my hand over each:
Exploring the worn gro...
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Categories:
prising, emotions,
Form: Free verse
Renew
...Incense whispers drift skywards
Echos amid the memory boxes.
Prising lids off revealing recollection relics -
Fragments labeled and categorised.
I run my hand over each:
Exploring the worn gro...
...
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Categories:
prising, emotions,
Form: Free verse
Tethered To a Moment
...the sound of departing train,
hushed wind, incessant rain,
separation and parting pain,
waving each other goodbye!
as the train journeyed you far,
leaving on time’s face a scar,
prisi...
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Categories:
prising, break up, cry, grief,
Form: Rhyme
Co
...Co.
Breath intertwined, mine his.
Gulps visceral
Hold it, hold it, hold it. Please.
Hair tickles chin, coarser now.
Hand hooked. Grip for protection. Mine, his? Discomfort hits after a t...
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Categories:
prising, birth, childhood, devotion, growing
Form: Blank verse
Liven Up the Dead
...Men grunting
Mothers sighing
All wailing
for the willing soul
With a lamenting pitch
As he renders
a resounding call
With a rising Crescendo
Prising into every heart
Wriggling while t...
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Categories:
prising, baby, confusion, feelings, grave,
Form: Narrative
Old Father
...the aroma of old people pepper air with putrid
perspiration tainting, we sit once again on settees
loosely puckered by pummelled
time like skin hung brittly on bones,
limbs locked on rusted p...
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Categories:
prising, age,
Form: Free verse
Inner
...Inner
With a luscious fullness
It emerged
Striking nooks and corners
With it penetrating forcefulness
Enveloping the evolving clouds
Concealing the flustering desire
Shadowing doubts then gui...
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Categories:
prising, deep, desire,
Form: Light Verse
Maquillage Civilization
...Maquillage Civilization
Come ! Quick ! Quick !
Cover up the tracks !
That lead to my doom
Even the lynx watches blear-eyed the bald-eagle
badgering badgers waddling down slithering m...
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Categories:
prising, introspection,
Form: Free verse