Death Star Poems

Within the hazy clouds of the cosmos,
Amongst the glint of boiling stars and asphyxiating dust,
Where phantasmal realms dance with bleak reality,
Lie the foundations of new...

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When the night is soft and shadows sigh,
I gather pieces of who I've been,
Underneath a silver-breathing sky—
The broken heart, the fractured skin.

I’ve worn the weight...

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I carried stones inside my chest,
Each one a name I could not speak.
They built a wall beneath my breast,
A fortress made of worn-out ache.

I carried...

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Star boy

They say heaven gained another angel when someone dies
But when it comes to the death of black lives
We say the universe gained another star
Because...

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She said I can't trust you.
You are to cleaver for me.
so why do I stay?
it sounds foreign 
to be close to you my dear.
My morning...

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You were gone before we noticed your light,
Glittering golden in the night skies.
Your brilliance could not stir our sight,
Yet you're not forgotten come sunrise.

Glittering golden...

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Fire the Immortal, a flickering breath,  
A dance of the cosmos, a whisper of death.  
With tongues of bright orange, it reaches and...

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In a world too big for one so small,
You walked with pride, stood ten feet tall.
A heart of gold in a dainty frame,
Paris, sweet pup,...

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Why?
Why do you shine like that?
How are you up there—
so perfect, so bright?
While I scream,
while I scream,
and all I do is fade—
I can barely breathe,...

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The sky paints you,
On the day that you died,
And left me with grief so blue.
And I cried and cried and cried. 

The sky is not...

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Each Star Has a Pattern of its Own

Each star is a jewel set in its place
by the Creator of the universe.
His hand carefully cut each...

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A dictum that no mortal may impeach:
abundance is the concubine of dearth.
You soar above the surly clouds which wreathe 
around us: you’ve enabled us to...

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Pink skies infest the starry dark.
Pest sprays reject the fireflies’ spark.
Bald eagles chopped by green windmills.
Right whales lie beached as sonar kills.
Rage that I can...

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It started as a quiet day..
The sun was bright, the sky was gray.
Then shadows stretched across the ground..
A humming noise, a buzzing sound.

The TV flickered,...

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The search

Names all experience:

Discomfort searching for comfort

Poverty searching for more

Death searching for life

Unsweetened searching for sweetening

The not-yet searching for already

And on and on..

Then there is...

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