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Best Poems Written by Annie Peake

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Epitaph

Dystopian paradise
is all life seems to be nowadays.
days pass, seasons change
boats sail to sea, a sunlight dripping
softly, caressing lapping waves.
a melody of the unacknowledged.

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Bulimia

Sin of impulse
A moments pleasure
To dive for pearls, a far deep
treasure
   of the mind and senses
Keep going, can't stop,
binge and lose all pretences
of self control.

Drowning out or off the rails,
   whatever does it matter when the consequence is
the same.
   Spare me guilt of moments past
   Of rising up a burning shame
Impulse, apparently, has ability to last
Claw the demons within my guts,
writhing, turning, restless,
   drag them out of my throat and stomach,
  burning hot an acidic taste.
Again and again, remove my sin, please God no,
not again, desperation is my only friend.

This is bulimia, a mistake erased.
Until the cycle repeats
A moderate defeat.

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Nameless

I see her in the corner,
Standing there,
Laughing, dancing,
Singing without a care.
But still,
When my gaze meets hers,
I feel nothing, it seems,
No butterflies flown free,
No soft sailing into dreams.
Even so,
I watch her intently,
Long to speak to her, talk to her,
Hold her ever so gently.
Why then,
Do I simply walk away,
Resolving to dream of her
Some other day.

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I'M So Far Behind

Ride the wave
take the storm
Not, what was it you said?
Dance in the rain?
How am I supposed to do that?
images of me climbing back through the window,
the pouring from the clouds soaked through my hair.
take a picture.
i like your smile.
your grin, i love you,
before 'dancing', as you called it.
i just laughed.
But no, I can't dance in this rain.
The clouds pleading their sorrows
Not their song.
    you're gone,
    in all but body.
I see you everywhere I turn.
  So I admit,
I'm using an umbrella for this one.

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The Tempest

The growl of cold fury
     Growing deeper by the second
     Growing darker
     Growing ominous
In a whirl of colours
                      wind
                            sleet
   Hail destruction and rain.
Moist over the ocean
   Cities falling to its wrath
As energy drops and subsides
   Fade from this dissolute path.
The land lay silent
     Still and complete.
Quietly awaiting
    The tempest's next deceit

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You Decide

I love you
      he says, smiling.
   Twist his arms around mine,
   fingers along mine,
   mind at pace with mine.
Tick. Tock.
   I love you too
      whispered reply.
Empty words?

Only as empty as the smile.

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Step Carefully

Six feet under
two steps away
from where you stand
looking into the abyss.
The only thing that makes it so?
You choose to define it as such.

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Gotta Love First Loves

I think I remember how we got together,
Grew apart, switched paths, changed forever.
It was my eyes, you said, that drew you in;
Appeared so deep, the girl of your dreams,
You told me every night, before falling deep to sleep,
Letting your mind seep,
Into dreamless sleep,
I know, I know, it's a hard pretence to keep,
That this is perfect, was worth it.

Do you remember when I was sick?
You told me, go to sleep, get some rest.
You don't need to be strong tonight.
Or that night in the car,
What music shall we listen to?
It's a long journey, you see,
Pick something you like.
Picking a worn-down cover, I clucked in distain,
"I don't know who this is!"
An enticing design, a bird with black feathers.
"Put it on," you said,
Smiled warmly, or wrily?
"Something is better than nothing."
I did and it was,
I listen to it every day.

I'll warm to the memories of times gone by,
The words, the nostalgia, the rain-drenched sky,
I think perhaps I'll talk to you some day,
And listen to stories,
Of a better day.

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The Edge of Consciousness

There are sunsets and
Silhouettes
Just over the horizon
Dancing in the wind of a shore
        seen in dreams
A soft extreme
Of gentle schemes
Scheming away
                     for
                           years
, it seems
Over the horizon is harder to achieve
Than first meets the eye,
       always in dreams.
So sing me to sleep
To let my mind seep
Into sunsets and silhoettes
Dancing in the wind
    Of a shore yet to achieve.

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Yelled Silence

my words lost on your ears
deaf to the world.
the world can't be your oister
when it's black
falling upon closed eyes.
goodness knows, i tried.
so hard my screams were as shrill
as your refusal to acknowledge them.
   people ask me if you left that night.
i shake my head.
i tell them,
you were gone long before that.