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This is my book of poetry that I hope to eventually publish with photos. |
| Surprise! Low slept as beating still Waves ferment in the turn upon heavy ghosts Pansies gleams and circle Lais for where has his tale wasted? That by him she away creeps So green must the world stand We ragged and alone Kiss foreheads so you yearned before you feast Never say blood is nothing Skin will leap over pride Withheld shadows on your fires Come set this Leviathan! Restored steadily over moans Words beyond religion Mountains without centuries Breasts now brooding Stars in light choking Voices dawn since death came You alone write what it takes in death Cold doors Beautiful times Last leaves Like a mighty rain golden statue high and great Incantations jesting Created first innocent sight Feverish now Poets of before look nervous Ha! Now unconcern what long debates we halted Know darkness Roaming westward Foaming and mighty Interweave stones like citadel Bowed on the sight Thorns and knowledge Climbing Choose and all the summits blest We danced light once Will days of final centuries dawn While the rustling tender twilight shall pass Life across your sky Loving a moment Seizes our paradox Young government drums Misery closer to wield Laugh here like when you remember Calling again your heaven Silver suffering heart Come sun! Foolishness walks again Numb apart Half listened And though any more beautiful stream Untrod me Gone that pleasant loving Thinly found I've not the darkness Fragrant glory from heavens Gardens candles and love Roll painfully through darkness Bearing lesser gems Yet wings and flame rises Who withheld the end? Waters reflecting myrtle Pronouncing old pain and strength Pouring years ahead Thunder and ghosts between men's mirror Do children eyes lose sight? Gather and loosened the bare boughs again Burns fields Broken fairy Shining darkness Determined debates Slopes ravaged Window woman saying forgotten flesh will be wicked Passionate people in youth will against it Return our gaze One cold heart sobbed in your suffering Shouldn't sunlight doom her? Every beauty turned as though aged Mirror words like cold cuts Ancient forest echo perpetual expectations Devious darkness rippling across this nightmare Grandmother! Repeat strange fairy Sleep Moonshine Track mountains mist in protest of revulsion Wishing battle of craven slaughter Twilight riders climb heaven Useless! Wasted! Upward empire! Clear me now but in criticism Doesn't the vain power slay? Laughs? Mighty he made him! Enough! Suffice it to words that gathered about the panes in rhyme February 17, 2021 - Flow Words generate random text in the style of Robert Frost! |
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