Unimportant Verse 3

#3 of unimportant verse about important people when you arrive, the whole world gets slow. sluggish, amber-colored air mellows lively conversations.

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Unimportant Verse 2

#2 of unimportant verse about important people resuscitating ancient coins in class, we learned, takes a toothbrush and olive oil. slow, steady strokes across, around... soft bristles dislodging soil one speck at a time.

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Unimportant Verse 1

#1 of unimportant verse about important people i see your past in cross-processed film, in blown-out colors and over-saturation.

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Science Verses Magic

I head into the city trying to recall where Atsuko was placing her new 'workshop'. She had convinced the dwarves and elves of how important her work is, and she now had a few re-engineered pieces of equipment for scientific pursuits. Then I recalled...

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Poetry's Easy and Prose is Powerful: Srsly (My heart was 3)

They go, 'ohh, i write in free verse! :3' and then everyone with half a clue just switches off, expecting them to hack up their text at random with no form or structure or anything and just call it 'free verse'.

Isle Dreamscape

Forever out of reach, White sands covered in green. Strangely enough on these seas, Tropical though they be to these eyes of mine, Every single one holds nothing but pine. So I marvel at impossible trees, And waters that hold a perfect sheen,...

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I Dream of the Deep

Water flows o'er the winding stair, though lo and behold 'tis not but air. The walls speak falsely of their type, the glass ripples and jumps to the wind's pipe. Endless towers bright and bold, What stories do you tell beneath the waves,...

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Moonlight Lovers

Oh, ballad of old Telling tales so oft told Grace us with your stories once more Of a time that has come and gone; existing no more A quiet story of a young and tender love Pure and gentle as the moon high above Two young souls Tied together by...

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Tears

Tears. blood red tears ripped and torn from the very depths of your heart. things that flow from your soul outward, flow so the whole world can see your pain; your destruction. let the tears flow...pour your soul out. let it spill upon the floor as...

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Autoimmune Scarring of the Myelin Sheath

The coming summer heat looks to be cruel As ever it has been. Grey autumn can Not easily come soon enough for me. And what an evil fate is ours, my love, That such embittered words should ring so true. That at the highest loft of light and...

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Undeserving - A Poem

Hold closed the eyes Feel the wet crease Feel the new warmth Feel all too much Yet nothing remarkable Not worth reliving Deserve nothing But accept the gift Clutching back Shiver and yearn Remember, remember And wipe clean Fly over...

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The Beast Within

#13 of poetry a free verse poem in the abstract about what life with depression can be like. apologies to anyone in advance if this acts as a trigger.

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