I word the blood that freed our land
breathing opens minds which are
partly insane
popping midnight blue on cue
splattering palms moist
hoisting what is true
onto blank page as unhealed rage
this theatre an expanded oyster
Pearl becoming translucent
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glows pink silver the waiting Pearl to hurl
theatre seats are empty cold
rage evaporating with poverty
Truth speculatively mature
palms wrinkled warmly
cool blue a crying sky afar surfing
insanity protected his Heart
my blood runs a River of Stories
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Categories:
speculatively, allegory, allusion, change, character,
Form: Verse
She moved carefully into the light bulbs
Didn’t want to stumble into the gloom
The shamans looked on speculatively
Unable to raise in the silence
Another dark and brilliant spot
Strange in the rolling velvety space
Played at the far end of the odd feeling
She went deeper into nothing but an unlocked someplace else ahead after either
Categories:
speculatively, angst, confusion, dark, dream,
Form: Free verse
Although brandishing clandestine discoveries
everyone figured geographically
how intertwined
Jeremiah Kline
lived 'mongst native
opiate producers.
***** results
speculatively tarnished understanding,
validifying worshiper,
Xavier Young ~ Zealot
Categories:
speculatively, on writing and words,
Form: ABC