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Michelle Kane Poem
Blue Moon
The sky, a great banner
Rockets of a long forgotten land
Never reaching a destination.
Constellations
Distant, yet calling
"Remember us and what we used to be..."
Silent whispering
Traveling the currents of time.
The speed of light
Faster than adrenaline pumping
Stars colliding,
In a sky laced with glittering veins.
Cold and haunting
Stone and dusting
A seamless world
Connected in its complex bareness
Stained with an ill-conceived awareness.
Ancient wisdoms held in contempt
Centuries suppressed by regret.
Eerily etched in space
Gasses and flame
Burning and alight
Out of the darkness comes the light.
The distant asteroid-fields
Alive and magnetic
Distant worlds, cold and majestic.
Sandstorms raging on like great monsoons
A shooting star comes again
Hitting home,
Once in a Blue Moon.
- RAINBUG
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Whether it be of stone or not
The tower would still stand
Whether the water was of sea or sand
It would still flow
Whether the birds that fly South
Do or do not
The direction
They would always know
If life on Earth could cease to exist
As it should
Earth would still exist
If life should not
The insanity of it all
Is still watching with idle disdain
As we all remain,
Quiet and patient
Filled with that everlasting compassion
Veiled behind a pretentious approach.
Why have we angered so?
When
Life is diversity
Life is pure
Life is sweet
Life is kindness
That which should not be denied
It is true
Lives have been stolen
Yet, lives have been shared
Life is everywhere
Yet, no-one cares
Life is remembered
Life is retold
Life is the spirit
Of a ten-month-old
Life is united
Life is found
Life is free bound
Life is a tree, rising from the ground
In the many lives of life
We see so many faces
Some dense
Some transparent
Some closer to the core
Some better than them all
Changes come, changes go
Changes in season
Changes in reason
Changes in succession
Remembrance
In the voices of your reason
Creation
In those whose who descend you
Clarity
In the bringing of the seasons
Dedicate a lifetime
Change the Fates Design
Re-write our Mothers’ history
Design the life
You have chosen
Remind those prepared to give up
THEY CONTROL THEIR DESTINY
Revere evolution
She has come again
For without her
There would be no
By-products Of a series Of Unfortunate Events
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Floating free, that you may be
Until here you come my work undone
Sticking to lacquered phalanges.
I squeal and cuss, tug and fuss,
but still, you refuse to budge.
Gone is my elegant pose
Temper set, nostrils flared
I come charging down the slope!
Once a sticky, hairy mess
Get's ripped up from its rest.
I cackle with mirth and quiet content
When upon my shiny exterior
Here it comes, Oh! the inferior...
Soothing gestures can't help me now,
Scribbles of anger across my brow
No one can aid me in this crisis...
Why, oh, why - Fibers, my life's nemesis.
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Raise your hands
As you walk that line
Raise your hand
You do it all the time
Fall behind as your eyes fill with judgment
Eyes clouded
Eyes red.
Angry eyes
Your head filled with lies
What future do you perceive?
What are these crimes of which
you’ve already convicted me?
Pray tell, how is it that I deceive?
My words - stolen
My mind whirling
How has it come to this?
Oh, please tell me
Where will I find some ambiguity
For your Bitter Authority?
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Here I sit
Pondering why, oh, why
Shan't I leap up
Give in to my impulses
Set my feet running
And travel the world.
I know it would be stunning
To spend my life
Chasing flowers.
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They came in the night
When the rich man rested
And the poor man gazed at the night sky
Both were far away
In a dreamland
Thinking of milk and honey
A time when they had more in their tummies.
The rich man had heard on the news that this time was upon them
The poor man had seen how his people struggled to buy beans and samp.
Both men knew that something had to be done.
Before it was too late; before everything was gone.
The wind swirled the dust around all the houses.
Dry tongues and aching heads
Deserted places
And Cracked Faces
When would the calling of the drums be heard?
This is the pot we have stirred.
Was there a lesson to be learned?
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A jackal cries in the distance
And I jolt awake
The candle is still awake
And my falcon glares at me,
one stern, yellow eye keeping me in check.
I hurriedly move to snuff out the light,
Then I remember...
It was a night just like this.
Jackals crying,
Men shouting and guns firing.
Then silence.
Four hours of silence.
There was a knock on the door
and my mother and siblings started crying.
And I just new.
Daddy wasn’t coming home.
Time has passed and we’re okay.
There is a whole where my heart was
and no-one calls me Daddy’s Little Girl anymore.
Nothing is like it was before.
I wish I’d told my Daddy not to go.
Now he will never see me grow.
Every now and again I wake
While the sun is hiding.
The jackals are crying and the guns are firing.
But it’s okay.
My husband is here beside me.
I tell him every night not to go.
Stay away from Night Tidings.
Stay safe here with me.
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Feel as you may
See nothing but lies
The lines and creases around your eyes
Oh, how I do miss that smile.
Come, show me
Where do you hide?
Will you gather your things
With the coming of the tide?
Do you watch the sea
From upon your cliff?
Till the wind and sand
Have whipped you, cold and stiff?
The yacht you once so loved
Has been set adrift
How many memories through
Do you sift?
Do you recall the last time
you felt so alive?
Fair Eyes, the world is different now.
Spread your wings and fly.
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Thick
Surrounding
As though you were alone
On stage
Swallow
Your whole world submersed
In white
Hills
Shrouded in suffocation
Water
Covered
Like a giant Lilly-pad
High-ice
Like teeth
Baring down on the Earth
The sun
Painting
Different shades of hues
Spectacular, like the Clouds
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White rain
Falling
Like grains of rice
Feather-like
And frozen
Innocent, born in a breath
Bare, the new will replace the death
Weightless
Thoughtless
Senseless
Cold
Clean
Nothing here grown
Nothing in between
Only Adagio
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