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Unbreakable Flower

I'm the kind of flower

that grows out of concrete,

but with one look, 

I appear just like a weed.

I've got a reinforced stem

and a will to burst through the cracks;

I don't wilt without water,

and I refuse to cut back.

I grow in adversity,

under the shade, in the dust,

in the hard rock pressing against

my roots, when it's rough;

but I'm not some simple dandelion

waiting for grubby hands to rip from the dirt,

I'm a flower, not a weed,

I cannot be deterred. 

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Unbreakable Flower
I'm the kind of flower
that grows out of concrete,
but with one look, 
I appear just like a weed.

I've got a reinforced stem
and a will to burst through the cracks;
I don't wilt without water,
and I refuse to cut back.

I grow in adversity,
under the shade, in the dust,
in the hard rock pressing against
my roots, when it's rough;

but I'm not some simple dandelion
waiting for grubby hands to rip from the dirt,
I'm a flower, not a weed,
I cannot be deterred. 

#poetry  #freeverse  #flower  #weed  #unbreakable 
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No One Told Me

I never knew I could feel so shattered,

simply by leaving your room,

by hanging up a call too soon,

having my throat burning and clogged with a vigorous pain,

something that boils inside me

every time we have to walk away,

and I never knew I could miss someone while being just a foot astray,

a step too far has me clenching my hands together,

biting my lip,

trying to understand why I feel so strained;

why did no one tell me I could miss you like this?

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No One Told Me

I never knew I could feel so shattered,
simply by leaving your room,
by hanging up a call too soon,
having my throat burning and clogged with a vigorous pain,
something that boils inside me
every time we have to walk away,
and I never knew I could miss someone while being just a foot astray,
a step too far has me clenching my hands together,
biting my lip,
trying to understand why I feel so strained;
why did no one tell me I could miss you like this?
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Falling Star

Dance, dance, dance,

string me up,

rip my heart

and puncture my lungs,

pull me close and

swing me around,

watch as your little star

drops to the ground.

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Falling Star
Dance, dance, dance,
string me up,
rip my heart
and puncture my lungs,
pull me close and
swing me around,
watch as your little star
drops to the ground.
#love  #pain  #stars  #failures 
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Metal Clang

Palpitating palpitating

boom boom bust

a little bit of water makes a metal heart rust

palpitating palpitating

boom boom pow

your gears wound up but you don't know how

palpitating palpitating

boom boom crush

too many repairs make a weak heart mush.

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Metal Clang
Palpitating palpitating
boom boom bust
a little bit of water makes a metal heart rust
palpitating palpitating
boom boom pow
your gears wound up but you don't know how
palpitating palpitating
boom boom crush
too many repairs make a weak heart mush.
#rhyme  #metal  #heart  #beat 
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Shadows

Seething, creeping, smokey death,

it sucks you in with every breath.

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Shadows
Seething, creeping, smokey death,
it sucks you in with every breath.
#death  #shadows  #micropoetry  #elevenwords 
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Ethereal

Somehow I knew you before

in a cottage;

in tepid water;

in the absence,

waiting in

songs,

stories,

my own prayers,

and in dreams detailing

small snippets of the to-be

like clippings of newspaper.

I thought I’d lost you,

and I waded through hail

and quicksand,

trying to dig deeper,

but I hadn’t met you yet,

so when I started to remember

these sounds

sleeping in my mind

I knew I had to trek back.

Your voice plays,

like a record long saved, tucked away,

playing as it did the very first time;

each touch, a step

to a dance I always loved

but convinced myself I’d forgotten;

your smile, a comfort lost in childhood

somewhere,

a sun shining in my memories,

and I knew I recognized it.

You had to be ethereal.

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Ethereal
Somehow I knew you before
in a cottage;
in tepid water;
in the absence,
waiting in
songs,
stories,
my own prayers,
and in dreams detailing
small snippets of the to-be
like clippings of newspaper.

I thought I’d lost you,
and I waded through hail
and quicksand,
trying to dig deeper,
but I hadn’t met you yet,
so when I started to remember
these sounds
sleeping in my mind
I knew I had to trek back.

Your voice plays,
like a record long saved, tucked away,
playing as it did the very first time;
each touch, a step
to a dance I always loved
but convinced myself I’d forgotten;
your smile, a comfort lost in childhood
somewhere,
a sun shining in my memories,
and I knew I recognized it.

You had to be ethereal.
#love  #dreams  #time  #ethereal  #reflections 
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Roses are forever

Red roses lining

her porcelain white skin so,

in her blue casket.

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Roses are forever
Red roses lining
her porcelain white skin so,
in her blue casket.
#haiku  #death  #roses 
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Noche

Dreams wash over my eyes

as my body trembles in sweat

beneath my sheets

chilled and starched

and with a resemblance

to the space of night

jumbled with stars from

the galaxy's jar;

left with my sputtered breaths

declaring disarray with the world.

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Noche
Dreams wash over my eyes
as my body trembles in sweat
beneath my sheets
chilled and starched
and with a resemblance
to the space of night
jumbled with stars from
the galaxy's jar;
left with my sputtered breaths
declaring disarray with the world.
#life  #dreams  #reality  #worries 
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Dear v. 2

Dear diary,

as if you haven’t heard that one before,

I come to you in times of

confusion,

worry,

anxiety;

because I’m weak.

I’m weak for a man,

but as needy and loving as I am

every time I try to tell him

how lovely he is

and every time he tells me back,

I feel scared.

I get nervous.

I’m reminded of my past

or of men who wanted to make advances,

and for a woman with such a high desire

I’m afraid of one too many kisses

and it hurts me.

Hurts me more than anyone else.

I came from wanting everything

to being afraid to want at all,

and I shiver and shake

when I think of what I could have,

and I can’t quite place myself anymore

in any image in my mind,

but he doesn’t know

how my body asks to hide

behind fragile words,

and that every time I back out of a decision

I feel my skin burning.

Why do I always feel too vulnerable

when I trust him?

Unless maybe

I don’t know if I trust myself

to be okay.

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Dear v. 2
Dear diary,
as if you haven’t heard that one before,
I come to you in times of
confusion,
worry,
anxiety;
because I’m weak.

I’m weak for a man,
but as needy and loving as I am
every time I try to tell him
how lovely he is
and every time he tells me back,
I feel scared.
I get nervous.

I’m reminded of my past
or of men who wanted to make advances,
and for a woman with such a high desire
I’m afraid of one too many kisses
and it hurts me.
Hurts me more than anyone else.

I came from wanting everything
to being afraid to want at all,
and I shiver and shake
when I think of what I could have,
and I can’t quite place myself anymore
in any image in my mind,
but he doesn’t know
how my body asks to hide
behind fragile words,
and that every time I back out of a decision
I feel my skin burning.

Why do I always feel too vulnerable
when I trust him?
Unless maybe
I don’t know if I trust myself
to be okay.
#love  #venting  #rambles  #Diary  #worries 
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Distilled

A disillusioned nightmare knocking at my door,

creeping slowly,

gaining on me,

skidding through the floor;

fragility is fractured,

hallucinations are a hoax,

and it's certain that clouds,

not blood clots, were meant to float,

so when the mirror curves,

like a dagger for the conscience,

every nerve frays like an abandoned fabric,

torn, shredded, limp and unseemly,

even night terrors are afraid of scathing reality.

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Distilled
A disillusioned nightmare knocking at my door,
creeping slowly,
gaining on me,
skidding through the floor;
fragility is fractured,
hallucinations are a hoax,
and it's certain that clouds,
not blood clots, were meant to float,
so when the mirror curves,
like a dagger for the conscience,
every nerve frays like an abandoned fabric,
torn, shredded, limp and unseemly,
even night terrors are afraid of scathing reality.
#reality  #drabble  #rambles  #reflections 
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