Resilience
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Inversion (Part 1 of 3)

A lament I see cold stars In dark skies Their blue light No warmth provides A black sun rises Radiant dark Light flees into cracks Night is about to start Blue flames lock me Into a pillar of ice Water shoots upwards The ground by clouds dried An inverted worldSets its mightTo stop my journeyTo… Continue reading
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Capsized

Raging stormsWith fiery wingsSwept down uponMy naive dreams Small sailing boatWeak and untestedDipped under the swellAnd never crested My hands clasped crude rockInstead of goldSnagged seaweedIn the crippling cold But in the armsOf the raging seaWas where I finallyLearned to swim Continue reading
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Dead Dreams

It seems my heart Is actually a graveyard With overgrown grassAnd headstones that are scarred Here I laidMy dreams to restAfter failing for so longTo make any progress I sealed these tombsWith walls of stoneAnd tried to forgetThis tragic mausoleum But when I buriedMy aspirationsThere was no roomFor my pain to fit in So I… Continue reading
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Beacon of Hope

A single flame In misted glass Stood before A vast sea of dark This marauding darkness Was a black beastSearching for flesh On which it could feast But that meagre flame Became a valiant dagger Piercing the beast And killing its power And the little flame danced In the fading nightAs it watched the beast… Continue reading
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Chrysalis (repost)

Metamorphosis or mutation?A chrysalis or a cage?A life reaching its end Or the beginning of a new stage? I must trust in Him Within these dark walls As pain afflicts me From my back, things crawl None can see the changes No, not even me Until the chrysalis cracks And I fly free Originally posted… Continue reading
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Ravenous Ravine

Gaping ravines Creak and groan Ache for a taste Of my wasting bones Barren pits of Knife-like stones Echo old cries Of fear and woe I hear familiar voices From my past That I should never Have taken this path But I will climb Where rivers once flowed For I know what is At the… Continue reading
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The Steadfast Fern

Tangled fronds Of a fern tree Scattered by a storm That didn’t need to be Dust and detritus Shift with the wind Circle the tree With a cruel chagrin Dishevelled and broken Beaten and bowed But this fern tree still stands When others fell down Continue reading
