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  1597.     

Pain You Won't Own

Pain you won't own,
Owns you, in the end;
The dark water comes
And you forgot how to swim.
Friends you don't owe
Try to lift you toward light-
But the moon stays the solitary
Sun, of the night.

Debts you won't pay
Try to sell you, each day;
Your heart on your face
Though you'd die, before saying..
The hooks in your soul
Keep pulling you under-
And there's lightning in eyes
But a strange, silent thunder.

The vault will be silent
The grass will be still
When they put you away
For forever, to seal
The pain you were dealt,
And the debts left unpaid;
They will never be spoken-
For it’s now much too late.
 
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  1598.     

Painting by Sky

the crashing expanse that would sing the ocean's bowels,
grounds belly to sand, with ever increasing tempests

the shadow of parasols sinks slowly down
swallowing lenses film what escapes the senses

the body looks well and white against the riptides,
useless words against timeless ancient rhythms,

while strapped on cameras are the muse that stirs-
the sky's painting waves, within apertures of coastline..
 
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  1599.     

Pale Ghost

The sun comes out from behind the clouds,
And I become tangent for seconds; mere minutes,
As the arc of rays reaches deeper inside,
Excavating myself, from me:
I tread old memories, on borrowed time;
Friends and loved ones, all borne away:
Am I but the pale ghost, of yesterday?
 
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  1600.     

Pale Rainbow

I like how the poets voice
Becomes immortal, once past the beyond
The mortal veil separating the two worlds
Will be cleaved, with none left
To check the syllables; or charge a fee
For once uttered loveliness
A century of moldering in the ground
And the words will break free
They'll sing again, and death will have no part in it
Now they're owned by all, on behalf of all
None can squelch or sequester them
Filtered through the earth, the rain
Like scattered beams of palest rainbow
Everlasting echoes breach the portal
Nothing can out last the truth
Whose beauty can't be vanquished by time
The world itself wants to hear the old songs now.
 
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