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In the Arms of Angels

The ones we love will fly away, 
Nothing here is forever to stay. 
The sweetest lives shine bright and short, 
Or boats that sail at last to port. 

What is life but pain and sorrow?
What moves today to tomorrow? 
A thousand choices move through time, 
Appear without reasoning or rhyme.  

But once or twice a light shines through, 
A chink in armor knocked askew. 
Revealing to us what is true, 
The reason for our sadness new.

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2019



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Descartes' Rule of Signs

I. Noise in an empty hallway:
My old leather shoes protest as I hurry down the linoleum tiles
Like I'm wearing a little piece of history older than I am.

II. Headlights on a dark road:
Speeding down narrow country roads
windows rolled down and Autumn wind rushing through the car
Ripping my hair from its tie
My arm stretching out the window, numb in the night air.

III. Ephemeral beauty:
For a moment, life is endless and incredibly brief
Stretching before me like a dusty trail at sunset
Disappearing into the trees.

IV. Origin of life:
There is this vague, unnamable incomprehension in my chest
Like euphemisms, that is the easy way out
This is the hard way: I am alive, alive, alive
When one cell became thirty trillion, I gained consciousness.

V. I am not the sum of my parts:
I don't have the faith to believe 
That all my thirty trillion cells are a fluke of nature

VI. Evidence: 
I am the proof of divinity's existence
A signpost shouting "I am alive" thirty trillion times with all the power of my lungs 
Designed for miracles

VII. Rene Descartes:
It is not 
I think; therefore, I am
It is
I think; therefore, He is. 

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2023

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The Last March of the Elves

I’ll tell you a story you won’t forget
Of deeds of valor and fame
Of battles won and forces met
While distant seekers watch with fear
And armies flee in shame

What news travels home on the wings of birds
Of loved ones gone out to war
And of enemy horses spurred
Great battles foretold by the oldest seer
They march from tales of yore

Far off by the scouts was sighted and seen
Armies led by elven kings
With golden helms and lances keen
With faces sad and wreathed in tears
Of them this tale will sing

Great honor was won on that fateful day
And heroes rose and fell
But cold and still the elves did lay
The elven armies did disappear
Now no longer ring the bells

A tale of sorrow for a saddened world
In which we live today
A legend of blood and tears swirled
A song that to our hearts is near
As elven riders speed away

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2020

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Midnight Rule

The cold seeps in as fingers shake
The twilight comes and lights forsake
A star so distant, chill and fair
Resplendent beauty shining there

A silent creeping evil dwells
Within the long-abandoned dells
Of dark and lonely midnight halls
A wayward heart the secret calls

An iron taste is on the wind
The trees will break before they bend
The embers glow, and flick’ring die
As darkness claims the cunning lie

If life and love are legends here
Then lightless queens will rule with fear
The screams ring silent in the dark
Without an audience to hark

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2021

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Travel Time With Me

The feelings I can't express
Like rain, they fall
Down from my lips
A silent song of longing
As I wait for something
To change, rise, leap, fly
But I'm stuck on the ground
Watching the trees
As they paint swirls in the wind
Intricacies boundless in the gloaming of time
As day falls to night
Dawn turns to dusk
And time passes like Autumn
Sweet while it lasts
But to dust we all return
For "Nothing gold can stay."

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2020



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The Language of the Wind

I’m a girl out of time
Stealing moments alone
I’m weighed down in the grime
Like my life is on loan

In times long forgotten
I spoke with the wind
A life not begotten
With none to defend

I’m alone with a choice
To go forward or back
Do I send out my voice
Or do courage I lack

The wind blows around me
But a voice it has not
Like the waves of the sea
Its language forgot

I’m no longer that person
If ever I was
I’m a different version
Lost in 'because'

I speak not the language
Of wind nor of star
But I’ll carry their message
To near and to far

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2020

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Touch and Go

Brilliant light reaches down, a hand from above
Touching life, illuminating lies, searing my retinas
Like something holy that defies tangibility
Reflecting upon the water as a striving, sorrowful soul

A dream of death, the final moments of a friend
Pushing the darkness into the despairing depths of my heart
Hidden from the luminous brightness by walls of stygian gloom
The hallowed secret a friendship locked away forever

Night comes, a god of old billowing from the bowels of the earth
Snuffing the light from our minds like hope crushed under fingers of death
Something we once possessed, now transcendent in our memory
Elusive laughter and light dancing across the pages of our life

Tears mingle with the dew of dawn
A fleeting fog vanished by the sun
Emotion cloys our senses
A miasma of feelings echoing into eventide 

The body a prison cell containing only a soul
A vessel for the works of a heavenly deity
A vicious fight for life, taking no prisoners
Touch and go


3/31/21 
"Touch and Go" 
for "This or That, Vol. 1" sponsored by Edward Ibeh

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2021

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The Lies

The words will tell of secrets in my hands 
Don’t heed the warning present as it stands
For even when the darkness covers sky
My friend, believe, to you I would not lie

They seek to turn us toward revenge and hate
Please hear me now and pray I’m not too late
As through the ages by your side I stand
I care not for your money, titles, land

I love you for a brother and a friend
Let not their words propel us to an end
For even in the darkness I will pray
That power over you they’d not hold sway

That hate you bear should not now turn to me
I plead for you to listen and to see
I don’t bear malice towards you or your kin
As long as I have known you we did win

But now I fear I may have come too late
For now inside your eyes I see your hate
You lapped up eagerly all of their lies
And tossed me out and off into the skies

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2020

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Fingers of Winter

The earth is still with winter frost,
The forest shines with snow embossed,
The rocks now snowed had once been mossed, 
The clouds all move their snow exhaust.

The trees arrayed in garment white,
A velvet blackness falls with night,
The stars all glow with silver light,
As shining diamonds piled bright.

The wind, a thief steals clouded breath,
The snow burns white, as cold as death,
It's icy blast breaches with eath, 
A biting reign, its shibboleth.

The frost filed crystals, clear as ice,
The grip of hoarfrost like a vice
A rush of cold wind; frank, concise,
A winter wonder paradise.

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2019

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In Memory

Old friends fade away,
Starlight at the break of day,
Never Forget Them.

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2019

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