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Bitter

I cannot contemplate your intricacies. 

A thousand limitless interpretations

Of days gone by on better wings. 

To notice them would be a sacrilege. 

Some bitter game from bitter gods. 

You are as timeless as the masters

But only a pale more humble. 

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Written by EBJohnson in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Bitter
I cannot contemplate your intricacies. 
A thousand limitless interpretations
Of days gone by on better wings. 
To notice them would be a sacrilege. 
Some bitter game from bitter gods. 
You are as timeless as the masters
But only a pale more humble. 
#poetry  #life  #love  #relationships 
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Written by InkArtist in portal Micropoetry

~u & i

pronouns hang in the hollow

of my throat

          trapped vowels, too hard

          to pronounce

lah 4.4.17 ©®

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Written by InkArtist in portal Micropoetry
~u & i
pronouns hang in the hollow
of my throat


          trapped vowels, too hard
          to pronounce









lah 4.4.17 ©®
#poetry  #love  #relationships  #thoughts  #personal 
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X's & O's

Going back to the

Same old relationship

And being on and off

Is like repeating history

All over again,

It's like going back

To the same old leftovers

You've already had a taste of,

It's not going to go anywhere

It's going backwards

Instead of forward,

And nothing will change

And they won't change,

X's and O's

Stay in the past

Where you belong,

I don't want you,

That chapter is closed forever

Do not try and reopen it.

It's over.

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Written by Winterreign
X's & O's
Going back to the
Same old relationship
And being on and off
Is like repeating history
All over again,

It's like going back
To the same old leftovers
You've already had a taste of,

It's not going to go anywhere
It's going backwards
Instead of forward,

And nothing will change
And they won't change,

X's and O's
Stay in the past
Where you belong,

I don't want you,

That chapter is closed forever
Do not try and reopen it.

It's over.
#romance  #relationships  #opinion 
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VIRTUAL CONNECTION

I fell for you through a signal, much similar to a spark. I felt your soul through my screen, your words spoke novels to my fingertips. When we conversed for too long my phone would overheat, as did my body. I always wondered how you would affect me in person if you had the power to touch me from miles away.

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VIRTUAL CONNECTION
I fell for you through a signal, much similar to a spark. I felt your soul through my screen, your words spoke novels to my fingertips. When we conversed for too long my phone would overheat, as did my body. I always wondered how you would affect me in person if you had the power to touch me from miles away.
#fiction  #romance  #poetry  #prose  #love  #relationships  #technology  #desire  #longing  #connection  #virtual 
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Written by InkArtist in portal Poetry & Free Verse

~gradually

 

 

i.

when I was little, I asked,

“is heaven in the sky, daddy?”

 

he said heaven is a further calling

a purpose, a destiny

          that love is blue

          & blue is limitless

 

when he was called home, I remembered

          love is blue

          & blue is limitless

                    like grief

 

 

 

ii.

spring inevitably brings violence

in the same bruised sky

a drunk wind pivots frantically

          swings in my direction

 

anger conjures up another storm

that thunders through windows

          & walls

 

the smell of rum is the sound of touch

          the crack of an open hand

 

 

 

iii.

october's orchard is still

at dawn

 

a family of deer feast on leftover fruit

they pause as they notice me

settling into a quiet, cold fog with

          the beekeepers ghost

 

 

 

iv.

the metronome ticks away

at distant shadows

 

words pulse in her eyes

like stars traveling in their

own orbit of solitude

 

desperation borders

the autumn

of her once auburn hair

 

          but she is fierce

 

slaying dragons until the heat

becomes too much

& imagination stops racing

through her heart

 

 

 

v.

blind birds stumble

from a damp bed where

poetry grows

 

          starved for attention

          starved for scent

 

hands stir awake the grasshopper

who spits like a preacher from

the pulpit

 

I am the flower

swallowing clouds

          full of tears

as day casts a spell of yellow

 

I bud my petaled armor

          sharpen my fangs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

lah  4.4.14. ©®

V1 - to a parent

V2 - to a past relationship

V3 - to a place you grew up

V4 - to someone you look up to (Sylvia Plath)

V5 - to yourself

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Written by InkArtist in portal Poetry & Free Verse
~gradually
 
 
i.
when I was little, I asked,
“is heaven in the sky, daddy?”
 
he said heaven is a further calling
a purpose, a destiny
          that love is blue
          & blue is limitless
 
when he was called home, I remembered
          love is blue
          & blue is limitless
                    like grief
 
 
 
ii.
spring inevitably brings violence
in the same bruised sky
a drunk wind pivots frantically
          swings in my direction
 
anger conjures up another storm
that thunders through windows
          & walls
 
the smell of rum is the sound of touch
          the crack of an open hand
 
 
 
iii.
october's orchard is still
at dawn
 
a family of deer feast on leftover fruit
they pause as they notice me
settling into a quiet, cold fog with
          the beekeepers ghost
 
 
 
iv.
the metronome ticks away
at distant shadows
 
words pulse in her eyes
like stars traveling in their
own orbit of solitude
 
desperation borders
the autumn
of her once auburn hair
 
          but she is fierce
 
slaying dragons until the heat
becomes too much
& imagination stops racing
through her heart
 
 
 
v.
blind birds stumble
from a damp bed where
poetry grows
 
          starved for attention
          starved for scent
 
hands stir awake the grasshopper
who spits like a preacher from
the pulpit
 
I am the flower
swallowing clouds
          full of tears
as day casts a spell of yellow
 
I bud my petaled armor
          sharpen my fangs
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
lah  4.4.14. ©®

V1 - to a parent
V2 - to a past relationship
V3 - to a place you grew up
V4 - to someone you look up to (Sylvia Plath)
V5 - to yourself
#poetry  #reflection  #relationships  #nature  #thoughts  #personal  #introspection  #abuse  #goodbyes  #retrospection  #vignettes 
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Written by InkArtist in portal Poetry & Free Verse

~little wife lies

 

 

 

 

 

diary pages smell

like stale silk sheets

a marriage of dirty, wilted petals

& a dying summer

 

but she enjoys the chill

of winter more

 

the thrill of carving lines in snow

always makes her wet

as she spins like a half-lit star

on a northern dance floor

 

she is an august lemon, heavy with juice

 

& he cums in the shape of a god

as she worships

his dark night sky

 

her fingers find the form of his hips

& she falls away to yesterday’s knees

unzips wanting lips

to write throaty sighs on the shadow

of his thighs

 

her mouth opens

to hot silk milk of his veins

pulsing against

another strange headboard

another interstate motel

 

her nails trail the length of him

stretching to read his punctuated skin

remembering his braille spine

as she runs her tongue over

the curve of his moon

 

& swallows each

secret

endless

moaning

echo

 

then slips away
 

 

 

 

his salt, still on her lips when she kisses

her husband

goodnight

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

lah  10.13.11 ©®

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Written by InkArtist in portal Poetry & Free Verse
~little wife lies
 
 
 
 
 
diary pages smell
like stale silk sheets
a marriage of dirty, wilted petals
& a dying summer
 
but she enjoys the chill
of winter more
 
the thrill of carving lines in snow
always makes her wet
as she spins like a half-lit star
on a northern dance floor
 
she is an august lemon, heavy with juice
 
& he cums in the shape of a god
as she worships
his dark night sky
 
her fingers find the form of his hips
& she falls away to yesterday’s knees
unzips wanting lips
to write throaty sighs on the shadow
of his thighs
 
her mouth opens
to hot silk milk of his veins
pulsing against
another strange headboard
another interstate motel
 
her nails trail the length of him
stretching to read his punctuated skin
remembering his braille spine
as she runs her tongue over
the curve of his moon
 
& swallows each
secret
endless
moaning
echo
 
then slips away
 
 
 
 
his salt, still on her lips when she kisses
her husband
goodnight
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
lah  10.13.11 ©®
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Written by Jasper in portal Poetry & Free Verse

My Midnight

black hole sucking

all glee

     all peace

          all hope

               all ease

nothing is good enough

nothing I ever do will be enough

sitting here without you

painfully close, unable to reach out

for you’ve avoided and removed yourself

as I sit on the couch with my remorse

and the hollow thoughts that overwhelm me

into thinking none of it is worth it

none of it is worth it ever

               not love

          not life

     not you

not me

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My Midnight
black hole sucking
all glee
     all peace
          all hope
               all ease

nothing is good enough
nothing I ever do will be enough

sitting here without you
painfully close, unable to reach out


for you’ve avoided and removed yourself


as I sit on the couch with my remorse


and the hollow thoughts that overwhelm me


into thinking none of it is worth it


none of it is worth it ever
               not love
          not life
     not you
not me
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Written by InkArtist in portal Poetry & Free Verse

~ the length of a spine

there was a time

I was afraid of the dark
afraid to measure empty angles

of a January afternoon
when winter slept in the stillness

of my hands
the way its cold blue pause

burnt my fingers
as if I'd touched the sun


& there was a time

I used my heart to cover my face
when the wind bruised cheekbones

in shades of merlot
swept my hair away

like crumbs from a new year’s toast


it was midnight

when I first held his eyes

as color fell from the sky
& a shallow breath of a breeze

fluttered on my lips


it was 12:38 when I touched 
the fabric of a low-slung cashmere moon
ran hands over the curve of its smile
heard the moans of morning stars

from a melody of bed sheets
& the fragrance of musk escaping between thighs

I was naked in the dark


& I was not afraid












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Written by InkArtist in portal Poetry & Free Verse
~ the length of a spine






there was a time
I was afraid of the dark
afraid to measure empty angles
of a January afternoon
when winter slept in the stillness
of my hands
the way its cold blue pause
burnt my fingers
as if I'd touched the sun


& there was a time
I used my heart to cover my face
when the wind bruised cheekbones
in shades of merlot
swept my hair away
like crumbs from a new year’s toast


it was midnight
when I first held his eyes
as color fell from the sky
& a shallow breath of a breeze
fluttered on my lips


it was 12:38 when I touched 
the fabric of a low-slung cashmere moon
ran hands over the curve of its smile
heard the moans of morning stars
from a melody of bed sheets
& the fragrance of musk escaping between thighs

I was naked in the dark


& I was not afraid












lah  1.11.12 ©®
#romance  #poetry  #life  #reflection  #love  #relationships  #thoughts  #personal  #seduction 
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Shadows

"We all got nightmares in our dreams

We look for someone to believe in us and show us the way

And make it okay

The world can be dangerous"

I watched you from my seat next to the bed. You were asleep...laying down

One might even say you looked peaceful.

But I knew.

You had nightmares... You always did.

You never opened up... Never said a word.

You kept quiet.

You wanted people to know that you were strong.

And you were- are.

But you don't always have to be the strong one.

It's a mean and scary world.... but together we'll be okay

"I, I need you to understand

I don't mind your shadows

Cause they disappear in the light"

It'll be okay.

I'm here for you.

The nightmares.... All your troubles.

They come alive within the darkness.

A beacon of hope,

We can be each other's light.

"I don't mind your shadows

Cause they look a lot like mine

And listen to me, it's okay to be afraid

Just walk like you're never alone

I don't mind your shadows, your shadows

Baby, I don't"

You can talk to me,

Whenever you need.

Baby, we both have our issues.

It's what makes us who we are,

I don't mind.

Words can be helpful.

I believe in you.

I'll show you the way.

I love you to the moon and back

I whisper to you every night.

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Written by LoveSavita in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Shadows
"We all got nightmares in our dreams
We look for someone to believe in us and show us the way
And make it okay
The world can be dangerous"
I watched you from my seat next to the bed. You were asleep...laying down
One might even say you looked peaceful.
But I knew.
You had nightmares... You always did.
You never opened up... Never said a word.
You kept quiet.
You wanted people to know that you were strong.
And you were- are.
But you don't always have to be the strong one.
It's a mean and scary world.... but together we'll be okay
"I, I need you to understand
I don't mind your shadows
Cause they disappear in the light"
It'll be okay.
I'm here for you.
The nightmares.... All your troubles.
They come alive within the darkness.
A beacon of hope,
We can be each other's light.
"I don't mind your shadows
Cause they look a lot like mine
And listen to me, it's okay to be afraid
Just walk like you're never alone
I don't mind your shadows, your shadows
Baby, I don't"
You can talk to me,
Whenever you need.
Baby, we both have our issues.
It's what makes us who we are,
I don't mind.
Words can be helpful.
I believe in you.
I'll show you the way.
I love you to the moon and back
I whisper to you every night.
#love  #relationships  #shadows  #believe  #sabrinacarpenter 
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