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Cold EarthCold Earth _____________________Cold Earth
Grief, deeper than suicide Pain, sharper than knives Elegant hands can strangle The music that belies
Cold earth its own passing Incising wind to hell A lovers’ reel slashing does not burn ashes well
Camelot, a castle, safe haven for the heart, though battlements may crumble, The warlocks do not depart
Evasive pining cruelty Craving for defeat, a Cold and killing passion An agony to meet.
by ~Rivertrance
ElegyElegy ________________________Elegy
Oh and when it was that The sand was bare and The touch was real and the Girls, the very young girls Their guile was innocent Their promise unknowing And kissed with miracles
And then how it was when it Ebbed and flowed, the growing Waves of life, emotion growing rich From the vastness of longing, Needing, finding, stumbling to Encounter all not perfection in Hopeful fortuity, deflect or encounter, Pain inevitable, erstwhile, in Anticipation of joy
And oh how it is now that The s
by ~Rivertrance
RazorRazor ______________________Razor
Look in the mirror Your mouth is alive Your lower lip shaped like a heart Your upper... straight, like a razor blade
Yes, it is a metaphor, You can love or kill with a single movement
You have many colors; Iridescent: Blues, green, gray, copper, auburns. Your soul is is a river; your aura is peaceful.
I could easily drown.
by ~Rivertrance
LisaLisa ___________________________Lisa
Submerged blind visions, stone flowing cuts hard mists pleading crying for deep emotion Open waters, crested and rolling . . .
Endless light; sun motes releasing
the harbinger; proffering love? reaper of hate; all deep feeling, all deep needing, all deep mystery
Crested vast heavens, velvet waves of joy; Star motes, the skys’ silken pavane Courtly scions, witnesses of existence witnesses of truth, witness to reproach
Early jackdaw morning, something stolen, a poisoned wound bleeds, a
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by ~Rivertrance
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With You GoneI can feel your presence tearing away from meWith You Gone
with every hour that passes since we parted.
There isn't much left inside this chest of mine
except memories of what we were.
Those sweet moments, fast asleep with you inside my room. Staying in your arms, with you gentle as always.
I can still feel my heart speeding up and slowing down when ever you came around. I can still remember the passion behind each meeting of our lips. How you were oh-so gentle with me, and yet it had the intensity of one thousand flames.
I don't know how you came upon d
by ~StarryNightEnd
The Banishment of Time"Here comes the frost," She sighs, drinking up time-- Infinite and fluid as tears-- Anxious, cold, and waiting For a gust from the north To dry her heart, carry it away in its piercing cloak.The Banishment of Time
Her dark hair, a draping silken cloak, Cascades to her waist, and the frost In her eyes flickers by the light of a north- Bound moon (the messenger of Time) As hours, brimming with waiting, Pass slowly, soaked in tears.
She wipes the glaze of tears From her cheek, gathering the sheets about her like a cloak Around her silver shoulders, waiting For the
by ~dead-poetess-society
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