Tag: poetry
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In the Still Madness
In the still madness of night I came awake And listened to the whispers in the hall Footsteps coming and going, laughter in the dark…
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Across the Dead Valley
It was out across the dead valley Engines grinding against the strain Blue smoke released to trace the movement of the air Leaving behind clues to its own existence
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Markings in the Sand
From outside these walls absolution is a memory And exaltation seems a thousand miles away But I’ve seen the faces in the hall of deliverance Longing for all they were promised…
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Where I Left My Heart
I left my heart drying in the setting sun Out on the side of the road to you And kept right on walking into the night that lay ahead Humming a song whose words I’d forgotten…
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Out in the Storm
The things I saw out there Just before the veil came down to hide my eyes Before I was dragged away to stand trial And hear my crime read out to me…
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I Remember You and I
I remember you and I out wondering what ocean that was We opened a bottle, ready to toast death And out poured starlight with no end So we caught it in our glasses and drank…
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Little Barred Window
They sewed my mouth shut and left me here With nothing but a view of distant mountains Out of my little barred window And I’m screaming but the thread won’t break…
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Where the Air is Haunted
Behind a door closed to keep the night at bay Voices talk of quiet places where the air is haunted Where moments stay forever And the floorboards whisper the secrets of ghosts…
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Wanderer of Twilight Worlds
Speak to me in secret tongues, you wanderer of twilight worlds Stolen words you gave to me as treasure maps Drawn in disappearing ink beneath my skin… #poetry #writing #space
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Stars We Forged
I sat with my ear to the wall Listening to all the things you never said While the sound of your heat pulsed Across a distance lost to the wild road…
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The Closed-in
The closed-in world is here around me In my bones, under my skin down to the soul And all the fires rage far away from this place With ice in my fingers I long for the flame…
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The Grey Country
Weeping skies over the gray country Mourn all promises the dead cannot keep And wash away ink from the pages of a recycled soul…
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A Strange Thing as of Earth
Tonight they sleep under primeval rain The few chosen to walk above the stars And their hearts prepare for the leaving…
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Out of the East
Out of the East comes crawling nightmare And the deep places of the forest are silent Waiting for the hand that tears at the earth Uprooting ancient guardians to grind them down…
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A Message Between Lovers
How full of fear are the streets tonight How heavy the air with the smell of it And still over it all flies a message between lovers Come and meet me at the death of day…
Mitchel David Ring 