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Flying High and Hollow
My songs are just weightless luxuries From the crater-pocked ground, Flying high and hollow On a perfumed breeze – I’m drunk on sweet-nothings Two seconds from midnight So shameless and sunken In a paradise’s run off – A new troop is on the march And I have dulled my conscience My outrage, my ire Fall with hymns of revolt – A new guard is on patrol And all I conjure are…
#Anger#apathy#art#empty#hollow#landscape#meaning#outrage#poem#poems#Poetry#purpose#shallow#weightless
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Off the Radar
Scarce is the driving rhythm, The eyes lost in a trance, The nagging hunger To repair and replenish – It’s a luxury to roam The inner worlds of another, To know the warmth of their sun To know the depths of their winters – These delights are in hiding From our violence and vices In the vacant spaces That thrive with no name – Off the radar But not far From our routine…
#compassion#Connection#empathy#Humanity#interest#intrigue#kindness#love#people#poem#poems#Poetry#warmth
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Off the Radar
Scarce is the driving rhythm,
The eyes lost in a trance,
The nagging hunger
To repair and replenish
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It’s a luxury to roam
The inner worlds of another,
To know the warmth of their sun
To know the depths of their winters
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These delights are in hiding
From our violence and vices
In the vacant spaces
That thrive with no name
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Off the radar
But not far
From our routine madness,
Among the friends we’ve misplaced
Within the refuge we’ve hollowed
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Flying High and Hollow
My songs are just weightless luxuries
From the crater-pocked ground,
Flying high and hollow
On a perfumed breeze
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I’m drunk on sweet-nothings
Two seconds from midnight
So shameless and sunken
In a paradise’s run off
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A new troop is on the march
And I have dulled my conscience
My outrage, my ire
Fall with hymns of revolt
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A new guard is on patrol
And all I conjure are mountains,
Rivers and valleys
For my ghosts to call home
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Survival
Outliving a lie Is sweet revenge, When the machinery collapses And breathes its last – Outliving a lie Keeps a memory alight Long after the shadows Of its killers have fled – Outliving a lie Supplants the despot Of some far away dawn Filling the streets with fanfare – Outliving a lie Is a tried-and-true menace In the cold eyes of kings Who snake away into the night
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The Invincible Past
Separation is the quietest desire Locked inside of my psyche, Barred behind kind eyes And pleasant conversation – It’s an unspoken urge In the daily crossfire Of colorless greetings Of well-worn smiles – It’s an insult to yearn For turf to call my own, To sow my old bones Beneath a slaver’s regrets – Separation is the key For what I’ve sought for so long Among the godlike…
#creative freedom#escapism#freedom#hiding#identity#isolation#peace#poem#poems#Poetry#separation#true self
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Survival
Outliving a lie
Is sweet revenge,
When the machinery collapses
And breathes its last
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Outliving a lie
Keeps a memory alight
Long after the shadows
Of its killers have fled
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Outliving a lie
Supplants the despot
Of some far away dawn
Filling the streets with fanfare
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Outliving a lie
Is a tried-and-true menace
In the cold eyes of kings
Who snake away into the night
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The Invincible Past
Separation is the quietest desire
Locked inside of my psyche,
Barred behind kind eyes
And pleasant conversation
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It’s an unspoken urge
In the daily crossfire
Of colorless greetings
Of well-worn smiles
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It’s an insult to yearn
For turf to call my own,
To sow my old bones
Beneath a slaver’s regrets
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Separation is the key
For what I’ve sought for so long
Among the godlike tremors
Of the invincible past
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Churchyard in the Clearing
In a clearing I can catch my breath Among the sun-washed stones Called to their side by a vacant heart – Never mind the beating sun The June bugs and the wasps, The streams of fire ants Across a shared last name – There is wholeness here In these soulful hours, For this I walk with care Until the skies blush red – Long after The wailing melodies have gone And the church pews…
#Family#forest#Georgia#ghosts#graves#graveyard#greensboro#poem#poems#Poetry#presence#reunion#spirits
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Churchyard in the Clearing
In a clearing
I can catch my breath
Among the sun-washed stones
Called to their side by a vacant heart
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Never mind the beating sun
The June bugs and the wasps,
The streams of fire ants
Across a shared last name
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There is wholeness here
In these soulful hours,
For this I walk with care
Until the skies blush red
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Long after
The wailing melodies have gone
And the church pews have emptied
Leaving legacies to resound
#poetry#poem#poems#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#spilled words#spilled poetry#family#family reunion#Georgia#Greensboro#Spirits#ghosts#presence#graves#graveyard
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From Under the Motionless Dusk
Kindling a weary flame In the pit of my stomach For the voyage across, Reeling backwards through time – On the back of a wave To a cluster of light, Quieting the stars With its siren song – Here I’ll wear out my welcome Here I’ll overindulge, Beached and oversweet Rooted firm in the soil – Here I’ll be reignited Flaring luminous and large For my homeward haul To the…
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From Under the Motionless Dusk
Kindling a weary flame
In the pit of my stomach
For the voyage across,
Reeling backwards through time
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On the back of a wave
To a cluster of light,
Quieting the stars
With its siren song
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Here I’ll wear out my welcome
Here I’ll overindulge,
Beached and oversweet
Rooted firm in the soil
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Here I’ll be reignited
Flaring luminous and large
For my homeward haul
To the motionless dusk
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A Trapdoor Falls Open
A collision rattles the mind, A trapdoor falls open And a year-worth of sparks Fade the whole way down – A beaten vessel splits apart A phantom floats from the wreckage And the span of his days Weighs him down with regret – A fever dream is uncorked A long draft kills the sorrow And it’s never enough To dull the blast, the whiplash – A new north star climbs A road cleaves through…
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Noise Pollution
It’s crowded inside of my skull Its walls pulse with ire, Holding back the rhythms Of a ceaseless war – Of the good and worthy struggle Outside of my skin That seeps back into my psyche When screens fade to black – I’m short of breath and overrun With foul rumors and whispers With the day’s outrage In the today’s serpent tongue – Even in the humble night Where passing slights…
#advertising#Anger#chatter#gossip#information#news#noise#outrage#overload#overwhelmed#poem#poems#Poetry#Social media#technology
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A Trapdoor Falls Open
A collision rattles the mind,
A trapdoor falls open
And a year-worth of sparks
Fade the whole way down
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A beaten vessel splits apart
A phantom floats from the wreckage
And the span of his days
Weighs him down with regret
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A fever dream is uncorked
A long draft kills the sorrow
And it's never enough
To dull the blast, the whiplash
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A new north star climbs
A road cleaves through the shock
And its swerves unfazed
By all that burns in its wake
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Noise Pollution
It's crowded inside of my skull
Its walls pulse with ire,
Holding back the rhythms
Of a ceaseless war
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Of the good and worthy struggle
Outside of my skin
That seeps back into my psyche
When screens fade to black
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I’m short of breath and overrun
With foul rumors and whispers
With the day’s outrage
In the today’s serpent tongue
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Even in the humble night
Where passing slights sink away,
The vain choruses erupt
Blanketing the diamond sky
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The Pale Blue Surface
Launched from the ocean floor To the pale blue surface With a searing pain Locked inside of my chest – Kicking and striving From the pull of the abyss, My fill of salt air Begins to hiss and drain – I’m just out of reach In the lassoing rays, Reeling through a wild palette Of blues and reds – I’m just out of reach, Inhaling with greed, Sending solitude falling From the hues…
#air#beauty#darkness#Drowning#escape#freedom#frustration#poem#poems#Poetry#rising#solitude#suffocating#swimming
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