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Summer LaughSummer laughed in a ludic wind, a child's smile, my reply, then night's paean sounded,Summer Laugh
cicadas' concert met frogs', moths candle-dance in primitive music.
There, in the broken house, strewn wallpaper, my love, marbles meet, then twain, will the wind blow again, more than the door is unhinged.
by ~LocalMime
FeathersO, only love I know, Which way did you leave, Are you where wings can not carry?Feathers
Your feathers not as bright, It never mattered, Truer grace was in your eyes
My extravagance, worthless, Sweet songs no longer reach, Color'd plumes turn foolish,
The elements have scattered you, I will embrace the sky, soil, and sea, Dew drop, petal, and sprout,
Wrought with languish, and selfishness, For now you more beautiful than I know how to be.
by ~LocalMime
Beneath Soil and RootsBeneath soil and roots a treasure waits, With luster never seen by sun's light rays, Porcelain marked with red, clay veinsBeneath Soil and Roots
Now hidden, tucked away.
First patience held, a bell's sound starts the sport, Stampede of small shoes and Easter colors, Misplaced feet guided by singular attraction, Never far from their mothers.
Leaves pulled from place, knees scraped, Deft hands in constant motion, and eyes wide, A boy in a blue jumper has won, Clutching tight his find,
by ~LocalMime
She Bought a Dress YesterdayShe bought a dress yesterday, Simple, red, and plain, Spread across the bed, Next to the pearls it lays.She Bought a Dress Yesterday
Untouched, unwrinkled, in the window-light The hand to raise it lost its strength, Bow-tieing fingers no longer nimble. Stiff, now, in the chilled air.
A winter's morning tries to bring day, Curtains guard the night, Sounds of a clock's alarm erupt, Routine, expected, common in every way,
The mirror knew her secret, The tulips on the table did aswell, Whispers had spread around the room, I never heard them.
by ~LocalMime
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It's odd though, I'm not a fan of poetry, but I like yours. Maybe things are changing.
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Sarap Puki. ;D
With Love, H2L <3
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Sarap Puki. ;D
With Love, H2L <3
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Sarap Puki. ;D
With Love, H2L <3
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