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For My Wanderer

Mine lasting light, mine lasting dream

Pray take this bliss upon thy skin

And with it, kiss thine parting brow

Forever then, forever now

Though angels scorn thy weeping face

‘Tis mine to love in purest gaze

Though hell speaks wrong in solemn tides

Thou art the blue of mine lost night

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Mine lasting light, mine lasting dream

Pray take this bliss and hold within

A thousand kiss upon thine lips

Forever then, forever seeks

Though heaven scorns thy soft embrace

‘Tis mine to love, and mine to grace

Though devils curse in listless tongues

Thou art mine blue, thou art mine sun.

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Bitter Phantoms

Echoes of empty voices at midnight

Relics of a past long henceforth dissolved

Lay upon the thin cotton sheets in slight

Movement before thou’st ponders thus absolved

Her sweet music box voice, gently lilting

Like the tone of butterfly wings flapping

His tongue-in-cheek laugh, charismatic grin

Like the last smile of sunset’s rose chagrin

Fireflies float lazy, dot o’er vast fields

Mourned nightingale twitters, lost in the dark

Yet my saturnine heart I’ve chose to wield

A somnolent moonrise without a spark

Erstwhile must broken memories haunt thee?

Bitter phantoms’ lullabies hummed softly.

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Just A Twinge Of Cosmic Angst: A Sestina

I sit taciturn and wondering, waiting for the universe

to take my shaking hand into her further infinity.

I see the connected constellations, ostentatious

as they are, splashes and arcs of light tessellating

into the galaxy’s tender motion and sleepy staccato,

Falling fast within this midnight sky so consummate.

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Now I won’t admit into being also consummate,

Not in the physique of this elegant universe.

My body is made of mere stardust staccato

ravelling tightly into a quite beautiful infinity.

Yet I shall admit defeat unto death, tessellating

into a parasitic decay non so ostentatious.

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We all wish to enter the gates of Heaven, ostentatious

as humans get. We are quite passionate and consummate

with our concepts arranged into a stained-glass tessellation,

Ignoring still the vast reaches withheld in the universe

and thinking that this small orbit of ours is all that’s infinity,

Earning us a mindset of broken glass and fragmented staccato.

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Truly, our planet is a zealous one, of cobalt and viridian tessellation,

Pieced together, and yet barely holding on, our divinity ostentatious.

Our sea levels and stretched firmament seem to reach infinity

up to our all-knowing Mother, her opalescent gown consummate,

But then again, she is just another dress in this party of the universe

Her descrying jade heart pulsating and flatlining into faintest staccato.

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And materialistic, we resolutely remain, technology tessellating,

Preaching with arguing high voices, radioing into noisy black staccato.

Pray must we, for help. Ask forgiveness to the spinning universe

for we have been too indulged getting severely pompously ostentatious.

And soon, no longer will she ever care, for she is a goddess consummate

with her rarities. A powerful chromatic angel donning white wings of infinity.

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We drown all our self-abnegation in a shallow turbid pool of falsified infinity,

But look up to the astral skies, you fools, and see the stars’ bright tessellation!

We can nevermore achieve the paramount gracefulness of being consummate,

for we are mere scintilla specks floating in space. Barely even a borrowed staccato

that’s vainglorious, ruffling our colourful feathers. Now cease ostentation,

Breathe in the sun…do you feel that slightest twinge of cosmic angst from the universe?

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I whisper but echoing souls, cut into philosophical tessellation, and cast into evaporation. I might as well be speaking staccato,

but the patient universe hears my every cry, and gifts me some of her onyx satin habiliment. I accept humbly, non ostentatiously

so I see clearly finally. Wherefore must we humans be so dragged into consummate? This life is not a question of perfection, but rather, what we choose to do with our own infinity.

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Cosmic Synesthesia

You spoke a word, life began
Told oceans where to start and where to end
You set in motion time and space
But still you come and you’re calling me by name…

~*~

BLIPPED BANG THEORY

Her soft astral breaths

And mind of dark energy

Formed a universe.

~*~

NIGHTMARES & NOCTURNE

Twisting and turning

Lunar blanket comforting

Conscience relaxing.

~*~

YOU CAN…

Grasp the stars in place

Knock my gravity away

Break the milky way.

~*~

WATCHFUL SATELLITE

Did you know, Juno

Jupiter’s never faithful

Yet you still try so?

~*~

SPACE RACE

Racing on spaceships

Bumping on stark asteroids

Orbits to nowhere.

~*~

THEATRICAL REVOLUTION

Chains keep me in place

Watch planetary stage plays

Audience lost in haze.

~*~

NIGHTFALL

Sundown, distant frown

Of the dusk’s shimmering gown

Evening waltzes soon.

~*~

PERMANENT PRINTS

Hey now, you say how

Algid words like moonswept wind

Footprints left within.

~*~

[G]ASTRONOMICAL DELIGHT

Taste the velvet night

Savoury sips of sunlight

Food for our soul.

~*~

LAKESIDE SUNRISE

Basked glory, daybreak

Dusty shores and empty lake

Peace in breaths you take.

~*~

If you can hold the stars in place
You can hold my heart the same
Whenever I fall away
Whenever I start to break
So here I am, lifting up my heart
To the one who holds the stars…

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After-Hours Run: A Villanelle

More bitter drops of whiskey on his tongue

Sad empty wineglass melting slowly in his hand

A grotesque aftermath of an after-hours run

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Indulged in bubby champagne and endless fun

Drinking till his vision impairs, he can no longer understand

More bitter drops of whiskey on his tongue

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Vodka, beer, cocktails, passed by his gullet, long gone

Sensibility lost and body on constant demand

A grotesque aftermath of an after-hours run

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Lusting of women and crooning songs unsung

Hazy temptations and dry mouth filled with sand

More bitter drops of whiskey on his tongue

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Imbalanced foolish decisions and cold sweat clung

Vertigo throwing his face down into the hard land

A grotesque aftermath of an after-hours run

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And the blinding sun rises, his bloodshot eyes it stung

Hungover in an alleyway, nicked off his wallet and prideful stand

More bitter drops of whiskey on his tongue

A grotesque aftermath of an after-hours run.

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Crossfade: A Nonnet

Like a firefly, my soul had burned bright

Soft glowing sets the dark alight

I, candescent like candles

But come rays of morning;

Like candles burning,

Fireflies sleeping,

Comes a day

When I

Fade.

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Midnight Oil: A Pantoum

(A first attempt at creating a pantoum.)

~*~

The midnight oil burns even darker

The battered quill in quick rotation

He struggles for sense, the weary writer

Wishing to create a sweet affectation

.

The battered quill in quick rotation

Ink blotted and sombre words spilled

Wishing to create a sweet affectation

Seeds of imagination planted and tilled

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Ink blotted and sombre words spilled

And his lost sanity slips even further

Seeds of imagination planted and tilled

But he overdosed on madness and fertiliser

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And his lost sanity slips even further

He struggles for sense, the weary writer

But he overdosed on madness and fertiliser

The midnight oil burns even darker.

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Nature’s Dulcet Tones

RAINBOW RUNNER

Pulled onto the sky

By last tears of silken clouds

Ribbon of colours.

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MOTHER NATURE’S DRESS

Upon where we step

Flowers, trees, plants, blossoming

Earth; Nature’s soft skin.

~*~

FIELD OF DREAMS

On the ground I lie

Blades of grass, shamrock so deep

Guide me into sleep.

~*~

NAUTICAL NONSENSE

Splashing and crashing

The water scintillating

Waving you goodbye.

~*~

MOONBEAMS

Sphere with a dark side

Gleaming white teeth grinning down

What does your smile hide?

~*~

THE LAST DAYS OF WINTER

Glaring sun perched proud

Buds of green as it melts, thaws;

Winter’s bone-white snow.

~*~

FIREFLY

Fireflies will guide you

In the valley of darkness

Stars below the skies.

~*~

SUMMER SNAPSHOTS

Tepid weak-willed winds

Ice cream melting by the pool

Sluggish lazy bones.

~*~

LITTLE RAINDROP

See it falling down

Hear it splash, a tranquil sound

Bye, little raindrop.

~*~

UNDERGROUND HEAVEN

I plant little stars

In the hope that they would spring

Into dazzling hope.

~*~

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Wasting Some More Time With Haikus

SILKEN PEDESTAL

Grace and elegance

The compassion and romance

Lost by sycophants.

~*~

ARCTIC RAIN

Levy on the pain

And sing songs of Arctic rain

Chills that bite the heart.

~*~

AND ON HE GOES

Whisper and slither

Dark secrets under covers

On the devil goes.

~*~

SHAVEN VEINS

I asked for a trim

But you must have misheard, and

My heart you severed.

~*~

ERROR404

The lights flashed crimson

As my data screamed ERROR:

EMOTIONS NOT FOUND.

~*~

AMY

Ginger hair flaming

All cowardice dissolving

And she keeps running.

~*~

FAUX PAS

On they dance, doing

Tarantella, with razor

Blades inside their shoes.

~*~

BITTERSWEET DRINK

Stir my feelings up

Adding sugar to my cup

Toothaches and mistakes.

~*~

A DASH OF NOVOCAINE

Lose honour, gain shame

Drown myself in Novocaine

Why does it still hurt?

~*~

LETTERS FROM BEYOND

Scratching out letters

The stamp always delivers

To infinity.

~*~

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Wasting Yet More Time With Haikus

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CAT BURGLAR

She stole four items

My heart, my soul, my mind, and

My very last breath.

~*~

SILVER WINGS

Spreading so slowly

Unfurling like softest cloth

Fluttering, flapping.

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BROKEN TRUST

I gave you my trust

But you held it way too tight

Until it shattered.

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DREAM(E)SCAPE

I wish you and me

Wouldn’t be separated

By reality.

~*~

CAUGHT IN THE ACT

Feigning innocence

Smiling angelically

While holding the knife.

~*~

SMILE!

What once was a man

Now has a prominent smile

On his rotting skull.

~*~

SUPERNOVA LOVE

My heart was a star

But then you made it explode

Now it’s a black hole.

~*~

SCARe

She showed me her scars

But what surprised me the most

Was that she survived.

~*~

UNREQUITED FEELINGS

Like planting flowers

But they only bloom brightly

When you’re not around.

~*~

SNOWFLAKES

Crystalline snowdrops

With intricate patterns etched

Nature’s work of art.

~*~

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