Tag: poetry
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Industrial
Dim are the moving shadows in these trees— somehow ominous the way the light glares, like a world cut of darkness…
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Paper Masks
Ever the rushing downpour around us— our hands reaching out to it, hoping to fill a cup with just a few drops and drink enough to feel a part of the waking sky…
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Seething
Breathe with it all and everything comes alive reaching up in worship to the sun and sky and down into the circuitry…
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Whisper of Cathedrals
It’s your voice that whispers in the night— coming from the walls, from my mind, constant as shadows lengthen around me and everything else fades to grey…
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Where the Walls Are Living Flesh
Where the walls are living flesh and windows like eyes open on the world, blood drips as mortar and pools in the deep places…
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Of Summer Air
Down on spiral drafts that smell of madness, into the echoing insanity that lies in wait…
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The Fruiting Tree
This that fell from the stars— new poison in the reservoirs drawing our eyes up and away on walkabouts to find the fruiting tree…
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Millennia
A stirring in primeval shadows, given out to dreams that fell from the sky. Blind eyes know only the promise of light…
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They Come With Dead Eyes
Take to the iron barricade and hold the gate until all the stars have fallen into shadow…
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Voiceless, Screaming
The gatekeeper was replaced when the final page turned. Bloodless shadow now seeping through to eat away at light that was already dying…
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A Shadowed Sky
There is a sadness to the light that lingers in these woods, left behind by the sun’s passing as though the trees know that the day is dying…
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Empty Eyes
My hands touched the face of a thing made clean baptized in blood and wine when no one could tell the difference…
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NEOWISE
This is a sky that speaks with the voices of prophets who looked to it in searching for the secrets of dawn…
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Insanity
Insanity is searching for ten different ways to do the same thing before ever trying any of them…
Mitchel David Ring 