Tag: poem
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Lonely Farm
In the storm, I could hear the Bellwether sounding. Leading his flock through the ravages, Damp wool weighing down the poor beasts as they sought some sheltered place. I soothed my forehead against the cool glass And felt my spirit moving among the heathers. I saw him waiting. Lashed by rain, Resolute in the weather. […]
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My Tree
There is a tree in this world that knows my name. It breathes in my nightmares and stalks my sunlight hours. At the centre of my self, that shadow grove with pine-needle ground and the hollow where Beauty lies down to her forever sleep. I dreamed a chair of black wood, rattle-scuttling across the […]
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A Shadow With Claws
Deep in the forest, far under the sky A stranger was calling, I don’t much care why. I heard him and found him, followed him down To a dankening dark hollow, with never a sound. And there in the gloaming, breath whispering ice, I killed and consumed him in shining delight. His eyes I ate […]
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Wednesday
I wake at five, the damp air kissing my cheeks, and my eyes slam open. As I slither from my bed, I can hear distant screams. Mother. I do not smile. But I feel something I suppose could be happiness. The grounds start appearing out of the mist, lumps of sullen stone that had meaning […]
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Surprose
I just found a poem that might as well have been written by someone else. I only know I wrote it because it’s in a book my daddy gave me – and my handwriting. I’m guessing it’s from my Lana phase last summer but really I have no idea. Fragile in pink satin. It’s […]
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