Death Bids Me Welcome
...Death bids me welcome
Into his tended garden
Where quiet plots of bramble clots
House names now long forgotten.
Engravings faded, darkened serifs
Tower over brighter plaques
Sooted over gen...
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Categories:
serifs, death, life,
Form: Rhyme
Those Who Dream
...The sun is our light
of dawning; and the moon,
our catalyst for dream--
while heaven’s serifs seeming
strumming each and every beam
know that those who watch over us
are also those who dream…...
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Categories:
serifs, angel, dream, evil, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
A Freak of Literature
...A freak of literature
Designed by those mad poets
But escaped the lab:
the English classroom,
Its me G the hybrid word:
With added punctuation and
bold character so im strong-
Arial be my...
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Categories:
serifs, deep, image, imagery, imagination,
Form: Verse
I
...I see, I see
I see through everything
that our grandfathers and grandmothers didn't,
I know im young, and im just twenty one
It feels like I have lived through out time,
From ancient to moder...
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Categories:
serifs, change, devotion, fate, hope,
Form: Rhyme
Characters
...All I write is him
His eyes that bloom like April
As we print ourselves in sand
The serifs that trail from every word
Fallen feathers at our feet
The nights-
When we were more than naked
We were tr...
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Categories:
serifs, lost love, on writing
Form: Free verse