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The world shattered
During the night
Cold came crawling
With it’s frozen fingers
The stones bled warmth
Until there was nothing left to bleed
Yet still the cold
Pressed deep its tendrils of frost
Until the world froze
The night turned black
And in an instant
The crack
The crash
The rushing sound
Of the Thunderous snap
That traveled the world
Tearing it apart
She sat alone
In the aftermath and dark
Terrified
Lost
Confused
How could the world
Simply not be
Just tiny shards sent spinning
In the shadow of the Sun
She gathered them
Piece by piece
Through blood
With tears
And time
She would find a way
To mend a new world
To paint a creation
Of her own making
She would become
The Phoenix Mosaic
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Smoke

Posted: December 28, 2017 in Poetry, Uncategorized
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There’s smoke in your eyes
The way they shadow away the shame
There’s smoke in your eyes
Can I fan the coal to flame?

She self-destructs so silently
Never the volcanic outcry of torment
She shakes like the shiver before the dawn
But wilts and tears loose the petals
Revealing salty tears of dew
That seep to surface
So slowly
Painfully

I see you

With your
Scars behind bars
How you flirt with the curtains
Let the starlight flicker
Across the old
A grin to show they won
But there is danger on your quiet tongue
Your eyes they betray
The portrayed calm
Nothing is alright
Your fingertips still pull away red
From the hem of that dark dress

I have handfuls of tears
To wash away the blood
But I’m locked away
Within my own cage
Scars behind bars
Dipping toes into the spotlight
As the curtains slam closed
Just long enough to juggle
Distractions for the masses
So they can laugh and cheer
In the dark

I’m sorry

It trended
For a few days
Then ended
Because we refuse to change our ways
Let’s pull it apart
Piece by piece
Paste in the horrible flowchart
So we can bottle it away
This race we don’t want to start
Glorification they scream
Copycats they warn
Let’s go back to the daydream
Fuck the forlorn
I see it in your eyes
I hear it in your voice
Pretty lies create cozy campfires
But
Fuck you
For making that choice!

You pushed them as you passed me

The pacifist

Your hate

Surrounding me in a whirlwind

Of your rhetoric

Your absence of empathy

Burning like torches

Tossed in a bonfire

As you cheered their oppression

 

 

You grip tight your salvation

Bullshit bound with nothing dogeared

You tore apart the Constitution

And laughed as they huddled in fear

 

 

You mock them for wanting equality

While they beg for peace

But I’m here now motherfucker

I’ll be the voiceless’ mouthpiece

 

 

I don’t share their history of pain

But I damn sure understand

These are my people

This is my country

This is our homeland

So while your hatred little hearts

Beg for war

It’s no longer you versus them

Cause I’m tired of trying

There is nothing more to discuss

Load your fucking guns

Ready your fucking fists

Cause now it’s just you

Versus all of us

Holly Rose

Posted: November 20, 2016 in Poetry, Uncategorized
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She stands with a grin of uncertainty
Before a world of negativity
Then she smiles
Inspiring the desire in others
To stand and fight
Against the darkest hours of the night
To have hopes and dreams
Not inspired by fear
To persevere

To persevere
We will
Take this oath, make this stand
To reclaim our once forgotten dreamland
Hand in hand, until goodness grows
We stand with you
Our Holly Rose

The Fayde

Posted: August 21, 2016 in Poetry
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There exists so much more
Behind that sly little smile
The explorer, the conquistador
Of written words, of a certain heart in exile
The audiophile
Who phantoms through the aisle
Turning pages of wizards and legends
As she quietly browses
Through Mogul Diamonds
 
The voice of a rebel banshee
Who awakens life when she sings
Chasing away completely
Deaths carefully concealed yearnings
As tears shimmer beautifully
In her eyes that sparkle
Like calm pools of ebony
 
Hands that have known hurt
That has felt their share of tremble
Still swift to subvert
A gentleman or a damsel
In distress or anxious revolt of introvert
Her soft caress calms quick
The dark discomfort
 
A creative spark that lingers
Lighting the way for castaways
Penned, pinned, perfected by fingers
Dancing delicately to make hideaways
For the world’s outcast creatures
Who are tired and saddened
By the ugliness of societies angry features
 
A timid beauty that wants to believe
The reflected perfection of beautiful
That both the mirror and we perceive
When she stands before us so hopeful
With downcast eyes that disbelieve
Just how radiant an absolute angel
She is to all that can simply see
 
Puns tumble from her tongue
Easing a moment of awkwardness
Taking the sting from the stung
With a wink of weirdness
Even the old giggle as the young
Remembering what it was like
To be free and leave behind the high-strung
 
With a blush, that begs a kiss
Skin that welcomes a caress
The princess of amiss
Carries forth in effortless
Abandon the remiss
Let us tangle in silken sheet bliss
Let the dawn turn to dusk then to dawn
In time limitless
Leaving no need to ever
Reminisce