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"BEIGE"
Middle of the Road
Consomme
(You Know Who/April 2018)
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The middle of May
and flurries! What's this I see?
Dandelion globes:
fine, feathery parachutes
distributed by the wind.
The middle of May
and flurries! What's this I see?
Dandelion globes:
fine, feathery parachutes
distributed by the wind.
Sometimes you have to be that
person who isn't afraid to get up
in the middle of a fast song and
slow dance the night away
The words are stuck in the middle of my throat and
I hope that you can see in my eyes
All the words that I can’t verbalize
A poem is a
freezing
inner conscience
someone threw
by a stone
as it breaks
It's the record of those groans.
An event.
She came on tip-toe
In the middle of the night
Leaning over me
Lightly kissed my dormant face
Loving angel’s gift bestowed
Hot
Sweaty, sultry
Yearning, tempting, loving
Emotions, desires, push, hate
Freezing, chilling, turning
Icy, frigid
Cold
In the middle of life
although halfway finite
I'm still opening portals of time
in search of infinity
Sparrows fluttering
One on top of the other
Uninterrupted
By the passing cars
In the middle of the road
Near death, unaware
Mrs at
Mrs at will
serve Mr Near when
Mrs Toward leaves her
chains in
the middle of a
ship docked at
Sydney Wharf.
Oasis
A rose blooms silent
In the middle of desert,
Oasis of life.
A thought blooms silent
In the middle of my head,
Oasis of life.
When dream touched reality
somewhere where Time ends
somewhere in the middle of Space
the eternal sleeper
Eyes opened,
Death forgot
nature calls the tune
sticks of white on drums of cloud
arrogant mankind
July 4th 2015. 02:45a.m,(in the middle of a storm)
While I was sitting on my porch one day,
It was in the middle of May,
I saw a great sight,
A gnome in fright,
And then he ran away
Form:
I called to her house
In the middle of the woods
A note pinned to the door
Informed
Im away with the fairies.
Back in five minuets
Look out the window
And enjoy the eastern glow
Now get out of bed
Feet on a cold floor
In the middle of winter
Now get back in bed
A lone tree stands proud
In the middle of a field
Nature's wrath faces!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
23 March 2017
In the middle of nowhere…
the center of it all
Coming back to my beginning
—one choice to recall
(Fargo North Dakota: August, 2019)
spy mountain lion
one hour from my front door
I dream of its teeth
howling snapping dogs
middle of the night antics
I picture big cat
the echoes of dogs howling
faded into the night
there was no wind
no sway of any leaf
no movement of any kind
in the middle of the night
You always put it on me
You never give me money
You only give me your strangest company
And in the middle of conversation
You break down
I heard an angel
crying in the dark alone
as a sad violin song
in the middle of the night
and all those painful notes
are tearing me apart
something strange
has transformed me
in the middle of
the moonlight
sits an oak tree
that said
let my
branches
become your
vines
Alone in the dark, in the middle of the night
A cautious heart, afraid of light
The peeping eyes of negativism
Tries to thwart its optimism