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keskron (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago
A Chamber of Hunger
Endeavor not the moon that glares above. Do not walk into spectral woods unplanned. His haunt is there, he’ll take you where sharp shadows loom, macabre and grand. Because…
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keskron (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago
Wings
Within imagination’s coldest caves Resounds a righteous screech of flapping wings. At night they overcome the conscious wave And raise the outcomes of the day as king.…
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keskron (25)in #poem • 8 years ago
White Walls
I feel the white walls gazing down at me And watch the four faces ever watching. Somebody asks a question, only to Be silenced by hums of running water A peek into the past…
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keskron (25)in #poem • 8 years ago
Osteopenia
Up the stair case five floors high, Holding back the urge to cry Out. From far below. Bellowing as knees crack Like aluminum foil. Up the stair case four floors…
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keskron (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago
On Poets
When the tongues of the poets preach wonderful words, and the echoes of nonsense from bodies are purged, understand that the songs can’t breathe life on their own before…
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cheah (74)in #steempulp • 8 years ago
SteemPulp Open Call: SWORDS OF SAINT VALENTINE
Saint Valentinus of Terni was a priest, a healer, and a hieromartyr. As a priest, Saint Valentine offered aid and succor to Christians in a time when persecution of Christians…
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keskron (25)in #poem • 8 years ago
Gleam
To see that gait walk by the lunar glow When time has ceased its ever-constant flow A balance act of separate themes do clash When that good heart melts into ebon ash Those…
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keskron (25)in #poem • 8 years ago
Modernity
From meadows stewed with poppy and peace A melody across the atmosphere Descends from breaths of clouds. Along the east shores, galloping winds stumble through grass-loop…
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keskron (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago
Wishing
I found a fountain gushing with promise. They gazed at its ripples with feverish lips Lapping for knowledge unknown to the tongue, Tasting loose limits with each wanting sip.…
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