#thatbluflower

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The Abandoned Room

I feel you in all your glory. It shines into my darkened room. It makes the mold dry. Yet whenever you come, I feel a certain casual distance between you and I. If you have ever wondered why, knowing that from you My dust I cannot hide, I still reluctantly find a reason to dislike you as my prize.

- Fiore Blu

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Alone

I would like to think I am having fun now.

An example would be living in a cloud.

I would like to think I am somewhere else from here.

An example could be me smoking without the repercussions reflecting a bier.

All else is better, I would like to think so

than to be alone.

- Fiore Blu

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Circus

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Stubborn

Judgement holds the wheel

until all have been pushed away.

Now which is the words that are fake

and which makes a man out of copy and paste?

There will be jesters impersonating kings,

and men with crowns 

blessed 

from listening. 

-Fiore Blu

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The headache clouds the poetry until dusk; the poetry makes the headache at dawn. There is no resolve between them; there is no rest in them.

“Insomnia,” by Fiore Blu 

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Argument Hoarder

Arguments are basket woven

Taught to be an audible plosion.

In its proven position

It is indecent in composition

Yet, still debated in demonstration

About what cannot be substantiated

So, arguments have always been the intuitive misuse

Of words that we didn't want to abuse

But so many are spewed.

Now who will lose?

The answer:

me and you.

- Fiore Blu

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Bloodstream

I miss him still.

Yet,

all I've ever known

was the shade of his back,

Red, white, and black.

- Fiore Blu

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My Muse

My muse,

A god,

Unlike all others.

He hides in shadows,

Clusters of my mind:

Cold,

Damp,

Dark.

My muse is poison

I am the dart.

The definition of our power

is recklessly in my art.

- Fiore Blu

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Take Your Time

A little rabbit jumping, 

these things take time -

A balance of man 

and his mind. 

With every hop to the turtle’s slow

energy disappears 

like a child gobbling pastries. 

Terror struck lest the rabbit not make the goal

will give the heart pounce more than spring of its legs.

Take your time, 

take it slow.

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You say you love me?

Believe me, the feeling is not mutual -

truthfully.

"Truthfully," Fiore Blu

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Merry

My season so giving

With slay bells ringing.

Snow piled high so inside ye stay cozy by my side.

The smell so merry of a pine,

mittens clapped to hot cocoa or wine.

Underneath the mistletoe,

there will be a rum eggnog mustache to kiss the lover’s sweet

Or if a bit fetish their toe.

There will be gifts filled with joy

for children who have yet to have sleep.

And on this night,

That emotions run deep,

may there be family and friends to share with the memories of each photo in the album

From silver grey foxes to the time they ran water from a sink, showered their baby bums.

From them to now, the growth of all festivities

Will be the prayer for each family.

- Fiore Blu

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It is not hate that guides us apart;

It is simply a lack of guidance that confused us from the start.

"Broken Hearts," Fiore Blu

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It won't always be good, but keep trying always.

"Drive," Fiore Blu

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Not Me

The name for myself

was robbed blind 

from my heart and from my mind

when I tried to follow in others’ lines.

Tracked I did, 

on their white paint,

but my roads were cobble, brick.

Their insistence thick. 

The result proved to be a trick.

In the mirror,

I saw not me.

I saw them;

I saw false glee.

- Fiore Blu 

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I think jokes are funny

Even when corny

And improperly uncoordinated.

They have a wonderful way of lightening the room.

People should joke more

About politics

About life

About the crisis & blues

Because it keeps us homely.

Jokes are those little pokes

That your friend makes when you're hot in pride.

It's those little stuffings in turkey thick holiday spending.

Jokes are pretty cool -

So use them,

They'll lighten the room.

-Fiore Blu

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Snow Flower

I am only ever alive

like a flower.

in your warmth,

I grow to smile.

In the frost,

I am limp,

wounded,

and but buried in snow. 

- Fiore Blu