Another Dawn
...Then whistling strands went silent
And cries bled out the ground
Hushed over earthen weeping
And golden fields were drowned.
In tears of quiet, silence
Sounds out the nothing drum
Beats t...
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Categories:
scabbed, growth, mental health, recovery
Form: Rhyme
Self Expression
...I wish I could untie my tongue --
find courage, strength to shine
light upon those least illumined
recesses still hidden from public
view, shielded and scabbed over
like festering raw wounds...m...
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Categories:
scabbed, 9th grade, absence, age,
Form: Free verse
The Fallen and The Failed
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{"I anguish myself with the presence of a loved one to keep me alive inside of my head.
Call me crazy, insane, a moron in all depths of despair, but my reluctance for somebody to love me as a who...
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Categories:
scabbed, absence, abuse, addiction, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
MANKIND
...Silence be bright. Do not be like a dull pine needle that cannot pierce the heart.
Nor like the calmness of the river before a storm. Be full of rage at the deafness and blindness of Mankind. The qu...
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Categories:
scabbed, analogy,
Form: Free verse
Valley of Tears
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Be My Guardian, My Fearless Guide
Lend Me An Ear for My Beckoning Cries
Prodigal Pilgrim Prevailing
Where Grace and Mercy Abide
Grace Sufficiently Abstracting Fears
Throughout The Changing ...
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Categories:
scabbed, poetry, spiritual, spring,
Form: Free verse
Stained
...Love’s scars, such exquisite markings;
Branded with a faded fine line stain,
you’ve taken me taken my heart;
Handle it gingerly this fragile heart
it has become tender with markings;
Such emo...
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Categories:
scabbed, emotions, feelings, love,
Form: Tritina
The Common Poet
...I have conversed with the common man
in warm and well-worn pubs.
I have been a ribald, and a leery lout,
a seducer of barmaids.
I have been common,
the way a city pidgin is common,
its scabbed ...
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Categories:
scabbed, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The Tree
...The bark was almost the color
of charcoal and too rough
for a boy to grip and hold on
to climb without bare skin
being grazed and scraped
back to bloodied welts.
The trunk was scabbed in gum
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Categories:
scabbed, childhood, seasons, tree,
Form: Free verse
Flow State
...It’s hard to describe the feeling
of capturing that spark;
The zing there are no words for
that thing that makes you write;
I get inspired by creating,
I’m awestruck by a new definition;
T...
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Categories:
scabbed, art, emotions, feelings, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Bones
...Bones
jagged,
scabbed up skin;
But oh that fire;
Diamond in the rough;
Faded tattoos
bloody smile
simply
shine....
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Categories:
scabbed, emotions, feelings,
Form: Ninette
The Moreton Bay Fig
...It still stands,
old wounds scabbed in gum,
the moreton bay fig
that I climbed as a child
and stabbed
to harvest
the white bleed
of its hurt.
High in its branches
I cut my initials
in t...
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Categories:
scabbed, nostalgia, tree,
Form: Free verse
If Dullness Be Your Plunder
...63.
If Dullness Be Your Plunder
Speech be silence gone amiss
But if speech be ne'er to be.
Choose words with some conviction
Lest you dare to weary me.
Tell a story ...
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Categories:
scabbed, angst, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
Winter Contemplations
...Ripples of vibrant streams stagnate
Songs of flapping birds relocate
Forest rustles hibernate
Skeletal trees shake, underdressed
Mushy, scabbed apples numbly rest
Brisk, harsh breezes pierce l...
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Categories:
scabbed, heartbroken, longing, night, solitude,
Form: Rhyme
Dark Night of the Soul
...My heart is depleting, it is becoming thin and fragile.
I can feel it slowly crumbling.
The pieces have started falling to the floor.
They instantly shatter.
I try to pick them up,
yet my fing...
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Categories:
scabbed, blessing, depression,
Form: Free verse
Purgatory 1
...Purgatory I
Perhaps it's where I sit right now
With sins just conjured from the past,
Decisions made, though not in haste,
Ideals I thought would maybe last.
The deeds of others took t...
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Categories:
scabbed, memory, recovery from, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
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