Category: Free Verse

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A Siren Emblazoned of Sin

drenched in onyx ocean’s armor

army of solitude sheathe

content with nothing less than ardor

that writhes like tempestuous seas

her words sting inflection most dual

where notions of knowing concede

subverting convention though cruel

auspiciously sowing her seed

immutable thoughts put upon her

dry as mercurian mead

visage besotted with somber

neath crimson devonian sweep

as remnants are rent upon her wake

embellishing tempest allures

the advent of all one would forsake

to relish in context so pure

but nary a tale ere hath regaled

in squalid halls of ill repute

for fear of the wrath which she impales

once bold turned to stolid refute

should eyes sympathize her meander

with haste caution cast upon wind

a wicked demise thou wouldst pander

a siren emblazoned of sin

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Time In Tides Shall Find Her

time in tides shall find her
wrapped in aimless waiver
jutting like a wayward bough

frowns the upturned sky

slivers lost tinged conifer
swallow then her song

echoes now unravel distant

from bead to silent fractal
as breath that warms this shoulder

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As Fire Afflicts Antilogous Pole

errant wafts of ghostly whispers struggle to sway
but their words fall in magnetic arrest
boring through terrestrial layers
halting

when furnace beckons

sorrowed drops have inscribed twin vales upon this sallow shell
fallow, bereft of fleeting filament
hours composed of decomposing
poised to frivol away

as fire afflicts antilogous pole

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Wistful Expire

wayward sprawl swallow
now this fetid coil
dull and diminished
as wrought steel in toil
sinuous loom of ethereal tense
pen courting
indelible consequence
speckled array born
of absent remains
silence embracing
the advent of change
entropy tranquil
soft somatic seel
allaying dismay
bled of wray unto wheel
opium skies
shadow tinged stringent eyes
compartmentalized
fades the subconscious mind
welled wisps soon felled
as dost life quell desire
where worlds listless
persist in wistful expire

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Breaching Fast the Dark Horizon

divergent blades of earthen skin
stretching to escape their reflection
run the length that given time
will find them in each other’s arms

for in that distance, life becomes them
gaining loss, the cost of knowledge
senses dulled to shine the surface
barely sealing in gray matter

searching for the songs that struck
the core of all desires adopted
haplessly stumbling headfirst
into the unknown symphony

every refrain holds its truth
that only retrospect can tell
present states confuse with purpose
phrases blur to stay the hour

culled amalgam worn to worn
each its own reflection’s mirror
marred by moments etched in stasis
paraphrased by remnants squandered

once; as all that never was
must collide and shape anew
where the paths now come together
time persists as non-existent

passages and wayward exits
bound by universal law
jumbled masses huddled so low
breaching fast the dark horizon

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Infinity Still Residing

awaken to the void
vespertine avenues vanish
awash in bittersweet moments
memories of absconded youth
infinity still residing
on the tip of my tongue’s refrain
folding into crumbling worlds
caught between in silent hues
where your warmth imbued the stars
in dreams that beam salvation
falling over limbs of lumber
hapless, bearing fate so sweet

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Obscured Sediment In Dawn’s Exile

Shrouded by luminous quilt
In stolen hour of desert gloaming
Brash and bright as life would have us
Intertwined, we courted darkness

Stark was all that ruled our world
As we rued the daylight squander
Loathsome aurous sphere that seared
A porcelain demure transfixed

Etched embrace on umber shore
Neath peering Peridot mystique
We breached the siren’s song
Through passive glances temporal

Felled, you held this coiled carapace
Quelling wrath with vitreous hand
Hapless, I would soon succumb
Shunning lucid truth in youth

All that would bear consequence
Flourished in the fiery depths
Every moment flushed with fervent
Passions, sating flesh

The corridor of riparian quenching
Drenched, adrift the wayward isle
Once flowed freely of our wefting
Now as listless as its mooring

Obscured sediment in dawn’s exile

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Temporality 

Time is not moulded clay
Meant to cradle impermanence
It moves with freedom
Minds cannot discern
We tread upon its trails, intrepid
Trivialities of atrophying form
Availed of all that falls before us
Envisioned of our own volition
Bound by realm of rusted blood
Etched in scrawling strewn askew
Washed away as whitened waves
Scorching scant displays of squalor
Songs of stringed structure lull
Swallowed by such forces fervent
Fraught with thoughts of relevance
And promised flights of light anew

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To Exist

Chaotic echoes linger from distant realms
All that has existed in this patch of land
Exists now in the absence of time

In between every extreme contained within the spectrum
Moments thought to diminish, yet languish in the void
Intangible essences endlessly spiral inward

All progression remains relative to the mind
Molded by our perception’s indoctrination we stumble onward
In futility we grasp at pieces we no longer see

Time is the abstract mechanism that diminishes all
Helpless are we to protest its insistence
Haplessly deconstructing the construct of existence

All that is at once is as good as naught
Fraught with fantasies of infinite repetition of consciousness
But particles disperse and coalesce without prejudice

Through visions evolving, dissolving with precision
We ponder with purpose what the surface conceals
Revealing only that which we can comprehend

Bound by our own paltry perspectives
The perpetual plight of reflective introspection
Through inflections of or intrinsic inability

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O Muse Sublime

o muse of trembling ardor
perched upon what precipice
wax adoring or abhorring
beauteous capricious wisp
beckon thoughts to naught surrender
fleeting free fall fraught with flame
solace in reckless abandon
consequence of hazard aim
intervals hail flippant airs
qualms aloof and proof left scorned
paradox of quine requiem
to what behest dost now adorn

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