Mar 20

Packed atop a dusty

bookshelf was a

Heart buried in vellum

between the brittle edges

of Emily Dickinson’s

How To section

Engraved

in gold foil lettering

Protected

by a gargoyle and its

shadow.

Should morning come

if love comes or winter

Kill the crow, let them in

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Mar 18

Mirror mirror

said the joker to the thief

why so cruel, so brutal?

Purveyor of illusion

now suddenly truthful

Powder puff visage

no longer hides

your creeping yet

all consuming punchline

Masterful saboteur

manipulating shadows

unveils the tattered

now shattered

like me

#poetry #twitter #vss365

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Mar 18

Springtime in the city

All the steel and concrete

finally at peace

Tidal Basin captures

cherry blossoms

in peduncle elongation,

The highlight reel

where lovers roam

Shade over the

old man’s home

Stage where

the prom queen sings

Nessun Dorma alone

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Oct 29, 2021

Love — the space

continuum where

humans shape shift

the Hurt Kaleidoscope

where Time is both

infinite and finished

where it runs different

Every second, a chance

you’ll never come back

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Apr 5, 2021

I’ve no choice to lay bare

my heart in your whimsy.

A reluctant servant

to a captain undeserving.

— tanyaparker

Inspired by:

“I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”

— W.B. Yeats✨

#napowrimo

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