Mon Coeur
By Strataic
Asking lillies that sway without-moving--
Airless lungs and neurons- to reflect
Fantasia wallpaper flowers for moonlit clouds
Cutting goosebumps with migraine plaits--
Inbetween aging turn signals into tinsel shapes.
Behind my eyes- I see us graying with feathers
I explain why the raven-- is wearing his skin,
But the beginning doesn't understand you
Waiting
In ambrosia fledglings making magnolia petals
On-a-drift-of-your hair a-windy-melody processes
Ocean life; death.
We adapt-shaking my rainbow shelter with patient feelings-
Of nowadays; the ice is cruel not absent tears loving--
Briefly on leaves, in music; with spores and lavender hands
Because our time is breathing upon each others lips.
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Copyright 2014 Strataic
Published on Sunday, August 17, 2014.
Filed under:
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On Tuesday, February 26, 2019, Jonas Robinson
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Nice word flow. I enjoyed this because of the haunting taste of the rhythm and meter. :)
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A former member wrote:
Excellent write, very creative and wise.
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On Sunday, August 17, 2014, Star
(920) wrote:
"Because our time are breathing on each other's lips." That part made me gasp. As, nett said, I feel as this is makeup'd feeling. Like a smile that's pretend. And I'm sorry that you feel that way, I truly am.
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On Sunday, August 17, 2014, soul_versing
(882) wrote:
I really like how this appears to be written in broken thoughts, yet underlining emphasis on a genetic makeup. I'm sure each person will draw a different conclusion of this piece, but in the end come up with the same conclusion. There are no words to describe how gifted you really are, and not from a musing standpoint either. Great piece it has left strong impressions within my mind. .hugs.Â
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On Sunday, August 17, 2014, whisperingwalls
(219) wrote:
enjoyed your choices in diction. An advanced lexicon is evident.