Poems (Page 3)

An old tree, devoid of leaves, sits atop a layered red sandstone cliff. Above it, a darkened, cloud-filled sky creates an ominous backdrop.

All those years piling on layers of my own design, deep and unyielding, packed tight by every boot that walked over me…
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A couple holding hands, facing toward the sun, with a bright sun flare between the silhouetted fingers against a pale blue sky.

hand in hand, we left that day, together, come rain or shine.

the longer i live, the more i see, it’s true that love is blind.

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Surrounded by tiny bubbles, a woman in her bridal dress sinks deep beneath the surface of the water.

The waves are crashing over me, while life is rushing past. I try to stay above the water but hope is sinking fast.


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The glow of a distant city beneath a desert sky full of stars.

i am the words i speak, i’m the things i do, i’m not how i look, or the things i accrue. you try to define me with the simplest of words but i’m far beyond that, though you think it absurd.

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