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Gently Captured

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What shall I do,
When all is pain,
And I can produce
Nothing of value?
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What shall I think
When thinking entraps, 62 more words

Aesthetics

August Rain

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A shallow well
Is filling with
Bleached promise,
Dry, useless.
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Desiccated song,
The static charge
Builds, sparks a
Raspy voiced hymn.
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Paper

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Pages glide
From the
Ceiling
Settle
As tiles
On the
Floor
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Mapping
An unreadable
Path
To a place
No one may
Travel… 21 more words

Language of War -- Haiku

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It is the swords flash
That translates respect to fear
The language of war
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Bear … 08.22.2014
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The Glorious Veiled Light

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What question can there be,
That is answered only
When we do not ask,
And only when we know?
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Are all answers… 80 more words

Aesthetics

Too Late Words Have Become Music

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Is it too late
That we travel
Past the warnings,
That we dance
In the sky, that we
Dream in the sea?
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Aesthetics

As I Fly

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How can
It be
That I
Am here
In this
Place of
Books and
More books
My pillowed
Library of
Lost dreams

My small… 104 more words

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