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Written by Cimarron in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Sparks

It’s a strange world I’ve entered

where all rooms are pinstriped,

popping brassy ticks and tocks

of broken clocks

This circus of melting stars

caresses my heart in nebulae, vintage

clouds of luminous dust bursting colors

beyond seams of a narrow space

Floating, I'm ever charmed by

your waning invitations, drops

of silver wept from dismal moons

and tailored gold by festive suns

In this strange world I've entered

where all things are cryptic,

masking riddles in the paradox

of curious minds

This circus of melting stars

guides my smothered heart

to your flame.

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Written by Cimarron in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Sparks
It’s a strange world I’ve entered
where all rooms are pinstriped,
popping brassy ticks and tocks
of broken clocks

This circus of melting stars
caresses my heart in nebulae, vintage
clouds of luminous dust bursting colors
beyond seams of a narrow space

Floating, I'm ever charmed by
your waning invitations, drops
of silver wept from dismal moons
and tailored gold by festive suns

In this strange world I've entered
where all things are cryptic,
masking riddles in the paradox
of curious minds

This circus of melting stars
guides my smothered heart
to your flame.

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No Place Like

Home is a dollhouse

lost in the attic / Starlit

panels of permanent night

lulled by immortal sleep

There are memories here,

fingerprints of a child

tucking ghosts beneath

imaginary sheets

Home is a dollhouse

cold in abandon / Static

panes of shadow veil

haunted by phantoms’ sleep

Lost in the attic,

they never wake.

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No Place Like
Home is a dollhouse
lost in the attic / Starlit
panels of permanent night
lulled by immortal sleep

There are memories here,
fingerprints of a child
tucking ghosts beneath
imaginary sheets

Home is a dollhouse
cold in abandon / Static
panes of shadow veil
haunted by phantoms’ sleep

Lost in the attic,
they never wake.
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Fall

I want my heart hung

from twisted trees, a grove

withered and hushed

and reeking of storms

Bloody, dripping love black

on dead leaves

and apple’s rot

I want your velvet glove

pressed to my cheek, the promise

of autumn’s touch

before my heart’s death.

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Fall
I want my heart hung
from twisted trees, a grove
withered and hushed
and reeking of storms

Bloody, dripping love black
on dead leaves
and apple’s rot

I want your velvet glove
pressed to my cheek, the promise
of autumn’s touch
before my heart’s death.

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Synchrony

We cradled handfuls of paper stars

in a room of memories, delicate

and broken / Our fragile sky

cutting skin on the edges

of fallen dreams

I remember the night we bled

black and London red, quiet

and cunning / Our fragile sky

we’d mend piece by piece,

star by star

'Til we cradled handfuls of paper hearts

in a room of reveries, lavish

and strange / Our fragile sky

rebuilt with a passion entwined,

hand in hand

Beneath our infinite sky, we knew 

we could challenge the world.

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Synchrony
We cradled handfuls of paper stars
in a room of memories, delicate
and broken / Our fragile sky
cutting skin on the edges
of fallen dreams

I remember the night we bled
black and London red, quiet
and cunning / Our fragile sky
we’d mend piece by piece,
star by star

'Til we cradled handfuls of paper hearts
in a room of reveries, lavish
and strange / Our fragile sky
rebuilt with a passion entwined,
hand in hand

Beneath our infinite sky, we knew 
we could challenge the world.

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Taste the gold I salivate

and meld it

to your silver tongue

Together, we will charm

each snake seduced

by our elemental spell.

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Taste the gold I salivate
and meld it
to your silver tongue

Together, we will charm
each snake seduced
by our elemental spell.
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Party Tricks

My smoke and mirror gentleman,

it takes a curious magic

to make me feel like Alice 

through the looking glass

every time you charm the room

with your oddities

My cloak and shadow thespian,

it takes a comical tragic

to make me feel like Juliet

after fool-heart death

every time you stun the stage

with your sorcery

My masked and nimble maestro,

it takes a celestial magic

to make me feel like dancing

at the world's edge

every time you inspire my heart 

with your strangeness.

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Party Tricks
My smoke and mirror gentleman,
it takes a curious magic
to make me feel like Alice 
through the looking glass
every time you charm the room
with your oddities

My cloak and shadow thespian,
it takes a comical tragic
to make me feel like Juliet
after fool-heart death
every time you stun the stage
with your sorcery

My masked and nimble maestro,
it takes a celestial magic
to make me feel like dancing
at the world's edge
every time you inspire my heart 
with your strangeness.
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Envy

Ignorance is green,

a young snake 

coiled around itself,

a coward too proud

to see the beauty

in another’s scales.

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Envy
Ignorance is green,
a young snake 
coiled around itself,

a coward too proud
to see the beauty
in another’s scales.
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C

Not many can love

the tides of Calypso

and desire not to calm them,

watch her rise against

Poseidon and desire not

to quell her chaos

Not many can crave

the wrath of oceans

and desire not to soothe them,

watch them swallow ships

and desire not

to condemn their war

Not many can court

the heart of a goddess

and desire not to claim it,

rip it clean from her breast

and desire not

to break her spirit

Not many can love

the tides of Calypso

like you

have loved me

and desired not

to possess my soul.

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Not many can love
the tides of Calypso
and desire not to calm them,
watch her rise against
Poseidon and desire not
to quell her chaos

Not many can crave
the wrath of oceans
and desire not to soothe them,
watch them swallow ships
and desire not
to condemn their war

Not many can court
the heart of a goddess
and desire not to claim it,
rip it clean from her breast
and desire not
to break her spirit

Not many can love
the tides of Calypso
like you
have loved me
and desired not
to possess my soul.
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Make your own rules for life
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How-To: Life

     An introductory to a set of regulations that would have been helpful at the beginning of your cognitive development (also known as the baffling and grueling process of coming to the realization that you are a living, breathing, thinking being brought into a perilous and volatile existence against your will), yet introduced to you years after you've experienced half or more of your life doing the wrong things.

Rule Number One,

     Do not lie to your mother.

     Like a shark smelling a drop of blood in the ocean, she can sniff out your foolish fibbing from miles away. You will get caught. You will not escape. And yes, she will give you a reason to cry about.

Rule Number Two,

     Pink slips are not the end of the world.

     They do not go and stay on your criminal or academic record. I know you felt like a champion after hitting Gina in her ugly face with a spit wad in science class, and a monster immediately after getting sent to the Big Bad Office, but I can promise you that you'll never hear about it again. It's a useless square of paper and its only purpose is to scare trouble-making little brats into being on their best behavior. 

     In fact, right now, your pink slip is either rotting away in a file cabinet that hasn't been opened in twenty years, or it's somewhere out in the world sitting in a landfill and getting pissed on by rats.

     You're welcome, brat.

Rule Number Three,

     Quicksand is never going to be an issue. Calm down.

Rule Number Four,

     Boys are pointless and unnecessary. 

     Go out with your friends. Take yourself to prom. The only dates you need are study dates. School now, boys later. Or girls. Is this a good time to tell you that you'll grow up to like both?

Rule Number Five,

     Shut the hell up.

     At least 99% of your problems could have been avoided if you just shut the hell up. 

     

     So, shut the hell up.

*These rules are subject to change depending on the various stupid decisions you've made in the past, or will make in the future.

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Make your own rules for life
Written by Cimarron
How-To: Life
     An introductory to a set of regulations that would have been helpful at the beginning of your cognitive development (also known as the baffling and grueling process of coming to the realization that you are a living, breathing, thinking being brought into a perilous and volatile existence against your will), yet introduced to you years after you've experienced half or more of your life doing the wrong things.

Rule Number One,

     Do not lie to your mother.

     Like a shark smelling a drop of blood in the ocean, she can sniff out your foolish fibbing from miles away. You will get caught. You will not escape. And yes, she will give you a reason to cry about.

Rule Number Two,

     Pink slips are not the end of the world.

     They do not go and stay on your criminal or academic record. I know you felt like a champion after hitting Gina in her ugly face with a spit wad in science class, and a monster immediately after getting sent to the Big Bad Office, but I can promise you that you'll never hear about it again. It's a useless square of paper and its only purpose is to scare trouble-making little brats into being on their best behavior. 
     In fact, right now, your pink slip is either rotting away in a file cabinet that hasn't been opened in twenty years, or it's somewhere out in the world sitting in a landfill and getting pissed on by rats.

     You're welcome, brat.

Rule Number Three,

     Quicksand is never going to be an issue. Calm down.

Rule Number Four,

     Boys are pointless and unnecessary. 

     Go out with your friends. Take yourself to prom. The only dates you need are study dates. School now, boys later. Or girls. Is this a good time to tell you that you'll grow up to like both?

Rule Number Five,

     Shut the hell up.

     At least 99% of your problems could have been avoided if you just shut the hell up. 
     
     So, shut the hell up.


*These rules are subject to change depending on the various stupid decisions you've made in the past, or will make in the future.
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Pet

I'll break you down

like I've broken

every other man

who dare tried

to tame me,

tried

to burn my heart

like incense,

bind my hands

like a slave,

cover my mouth

with arrogant lips

I'll break you down

like any lover 

would break you /

who dare tried

to tame you,

tried

to burn your heart

like voodoo,

bind your hands

like a creature,

cover your mouth

like a preacher

breaking you,

taming you

like you tried

to tame me.

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Written by Cimarron in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Pet
I'll break you down
like I've broken
every other man
who dare tried
to tame me,

tried
to burn my heart
like incense,
bind my hands
like a slave,
cover my mouth
with arrogant lips

I'll break you down
like any lover 
would break you /
who dare tried
to tame you,

tried
to burn your heart
like voodoo,
bind your hands
like a creature,
cover your mouth
like a preacher

breaking you,
taming you
like you tried
to tame me.
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