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Tag: Free verse

Watching the snowflakes

Silent explosions of creation appear beyond the window
as I listen to, or am bombarded by, the eternal ringing in my ears

Silence is an impossible dream

Watching the leaves in spring stretch and yawn
Watching the rose petals romance the world
Watching the beautiful deaths colour the postcards
Watching the snowflakes’ individualities show us how

Silent explosions of creation appear beyond the window
and here I sit crunching ginger biscuits

Silence is an impossible dream

where dwells the heart

Poetry, such a beautiful thing to feel
such a rose to inhale
such life within such a life within such poetry
and yet
how cold it is to be without it
how lonely
how tiring
and how painful is this echo of darkness
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Poetry
where dwells the heart
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