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It's like this when born
For some at death as well,
You fell into the maw
Or someone pushed you in.
Some days it feels colder
Inside your mind,
Entering in the paw marked stall
Where entrails leave stinking scent.
You are there at break time
And it snaps at your heels,
You snap to attention
Every nerve, at fires mention.
Once upon a midnight's pyre
You forgot the matches,
Now wolves approach to catch this,
Their own dinner of toes and nose.
Your mind knows no difference
Between rejection or infliction
Of an injury to body or soul,
So climb out of your head for breaths sake!
Hexaverse
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Wakens a sleeping big cat
Whose coat boasts the best colors
For a panther to wear under cover,
At the nightly feasting he cleans
Claws and tail, no spots missed,
His snores thereafter unheard through mists
Of the nights spent in this cold cave
Wherein his sweet scent brings more critters
And now he bellows with delight,
As creatures enter a legendary domain
In the King of Panthers sight,
Little fight ensues, as enraptured they remain.
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She has no face in the world,
Not even a mask to cover this
Scarlet letter riding her back--
How do you erase that sign
But by hiding in the corners
Of your mind,
Blind, deaf and dumb,
Climbing among the numb dead
Folks, who have no clout,
No doubts that they're fodder
For the massive heart attack
Society blends in pots
Of despair, dread and broken dreams, are shot.
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I don't know where my wings went
But one things for sure,
There's no talking about it to the moon
No saying hey how are you
When I'm sitting here staring at you!
Her face launched ships
To sea, to sea...
Now she's begging for
Mercy... mercy... mercy...
I don't know where my wings went
But it's a real event,
Under the stars a new wave has swept
Me away from shores of doom,
Now starving for what cannot be said.
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Siren or sea nymph queen
Sea hag encircled by arms,
Serenity isn't her domain--
Silent swarm of suction cups
Tell secrets to the mistress
Enchantress of deep dreams
Dark abyss of abysmal kelp beds,
Belies the smile she keeps
Kindled on her maidens face.
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Down on luck
Or luck lost,
You're stuck
In the muck
You've made.
Starving artist
Wearing twigs
And berries,
Your hair mussed
Locks tangled up
Like your life,
In dark pieces,
No chocolate shakes
For your disgrace,
A life sacrificed...
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Bluebird now descends
Carrying precious cargo,
Girlhood dreams rebloom'd
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Another word for
Daybreak, everyday's best
Time to be happy
Look back on the old
Recalling the best moments
Of each newborn day
Ancient tongues dawning
Should be resurrected new
Anew modern words
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haiku chain
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Evenings post parade of creatures
Of the midnight variety and nature,
Oh come all ye faithful followers
From the dark side of the moons powers,
An abyss of black on jet on onyx
She enters unannounced like a fox,
The most woman you've ever seen
But her balloon is about to pop the scene,
Shadows puddle beneath her feet
Swallowed by the Jabberwockys meet,
No man has ever seen her face
Yet she walks in unadorned grace.
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Read me, like a word on a blank white page
Both black and white.
If there is any gray, only you can see
Between my lines.
My thoughts play upon my brow, so you find
Emotions there.
The book of life has written all the lines
From care and wear.
If you care to read them once or twice more
Then tarry in my eyes gaze locked with yours.
KJA 2019
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Cavatina form poem
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