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hold me fast, in black and white
in avalanche and storm
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Contest Prompt:
Quote: "and you sleep with a dream of direction”
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beware, for I am fiction
and this is but a cruel romantic’s
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no more dark discoveries of the heart no more moth strewn quests –
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daffodils chatter in the night
opening their wings to morning glory:
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Adapted from an old blues song (Sixteen stone) with slight changes...
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You opened your mouth Laying your tongue like the moon over water:
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friends ebb and flow
travelling this spider web
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when a man stands so confident
clothed in a suit
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strings of brilliant colour run
washing strung across the streets
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we crawl ashore with screams
to grasp the block of oxygen
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the balcony is balanced
hanging strapless from the night
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just like the universe
thinning the strings of broken stars
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forty years hang like a shipwreck between us
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it’s Friday 13th there’s snow on the lawn and
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after you’ve done all the running
the autumn creaks in
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Let us bear malice to no man
nor one of the fairer sex –
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War – the passage of men through the valley of crimes...
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As Winter lifts her skirt to dance
On stockinged legs of Spring that thrill,
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from the indecisive air
that hugs the lungs of poetry
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fishing boat upturned
buckle on the shore undone
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this is where light can polish the eye
smooth the uneven
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nothing grows where I buried the cat
by pastiche
14 lines, 13 comments,
on Nov 17 8:54 AM 2008
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love, let me be your wine.
by pastiche
14 lines, 8 comments,
on Nov 17 8:15 AM 2008
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sleepless: he sits at the edge of the bed and worries.
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I can throw fits
seizures that frighten the devil out of your heart
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the language of their bodies
scoots like jazz
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When typhus stole your breath I felt the bands
Of manly love despair at their decrease
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the image will not change
it sits upon the page like a cougar
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lie down, famous heart,
where jealous suns drool
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the poet and the shadow muse
grow to one: statue
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i am one grape
in endless vineyards,
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well, well,
said the twins,
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