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Port
the briny breeze
blows the opposite way
I’m leaving the port
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Literature
Glint
nothingness
in the saké cup
spirituous glint
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Valley
glacial light
retreats from the valley
glassy moon
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Hidden
sun’s hidden
behind boiled and charred clouds
yet dare I lift my head
and turn my face to hers,
withstand her veiled glare?
her gaze envelops me
radiance (un)covers my skin
but when I glance back
with trembling hesitation,
an abyss opens before me
light-flooded and dazzling
I perspire in pale heat
until I’m blind & fossilized clouds
cauterize the sun
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Literature
She
she tears a twig
from the cherry tree
but the blossoms
are already falling
and drifting away
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Stone
onyx-coloured sky
infused with evening rain
the link in the stone
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Wrapping
wrapping himself
in layers of dawn
flindermouse
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Siderian
Siderian spring
cyanobacteria
swallow the abyss
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Winter
the winter wind
is lodged deep
inside the gorge
when her lips part
a glassy sun illumes
these shards of ice
my glaciated heart
creaks under her breath
words sublimate
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Literature
Smoldering
smoldering sky
the afterglow shrouds vessels
in a mirror sea
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Sweet
a sweet fragrance
behind windows of rain
full-blossomed tulips
exude a purple glow
refracting the blackbird’s
oscillating song
on the other side
of the evening shower
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Literature
Mimosa
a mimosa bouquet  
yellow and sweet  
girdled by leaves;  
I flinch and recede  
when she tries  
to give it to me
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Coralline
coralline lips
reveal niveous, bleached teeth
gleaming at dusk
her salty seashore smile
twists into a maybe
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Literature
Dots
the black dots
on her stockings
shift anxiously;
the daffodils
she’s holding
jitter airily;
my hands brush
against hers when
I take the bouquet:
doubly cold skin,
yellow blossoms
light this grey noon;
her smile hidden
behind pale words
collapses again
into my silence
intrudes the sound
of her footsteps
receding but the
fragrance of spring
remains
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Flowerless
flowerless scent
blossoming on the veranda
another lodger
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Chirruping
a house sparrow
chirruping suddenly,
angrily
I see nothing but
forsythia blossoms
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wintertide
evergreen
tree tops shiver
sailing wintertide
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Literature
Untitled
as the day heats up
the smell of honeysuckle
disappears
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Literature
Untitled
as pretty as church bells--
                   the ice
   in my glass.
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Veil of Heaven by brandtcampbell Veil of Heaven :iconbrandtcampbell:brandtcampbell 106 6 Little Egret by Sergey-Ryzhkov Little Egret :iconsergey-ryzhkov:Sergey-Ryzhkov 208 14
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Untitled
dream on it --
the drifting blossoms
of apple trees.
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retroperspective
┌───────~◊@◊~───~◊@◊~───~◊@◊~───────┐

│             my train of thought is plodding
│             towards uncharted territories
│             across the globe.

│                                     back and forth
│          goes the antique clock - same old,
│         same old chimes from two great wars
│         ago. I swear the pendulum's winking,
│        as if to make me indulged in gold plated
│        tempo; so why would I become a felon
│      f
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Literature
Our money bills sweat like chirps in the sun
The sweatdrop stripteases,
hitheringly,
as the month of may
boils the traffic jam
that shakes her chatting fingers.
It is the world where mothers have been
appeased earlier in the month
and now the relatives must start
shivering when thinking about
the State, that landlord so stern,
who is asking about its rents.
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Midnight City by C-91 Midnight City :iconc-91:C-91 777 37 Gas Giant by GrahamTG Gas Giant :icongrahamtg:GrahamTG 119 3 .:Cardinal Portrait I:. by RHCheng .:Cardinal Portrait I:. :iconrhcheng:RHCheng 218 11 Raven In Flight by Sergey-Ryzhkov Raven In Flight :iconsergey-ryzhkov:Sergey-Ryzhkov 449 21 .:Old Bagan Sunrise:. by RHCheng .:Old Bagan Sunrise:. :iconrhcheng:RHCheng 133 4
Literature
Imperfections Collide
death is a mineral burr
a sleeping imperfection, trapped
between the reflective electro-deposited shine
and the dull base-material
of a scraping spoon
it's a lingering thought
unreleased, until it rakes the chip
at the bottom of the bowl, with just
the unavoidably impossible combination
of perfect angle and force
at just the right slip and space-time cough,
imperfections collide
through plating and glaze
through bowl and table, tile and topsoil
where spark abandons tissue
and once through this barrier,
an inverted horizon
whispers a tongueless vibration
smolders in the controlled burn
releasing dream from identity
i once told a friend on their way here
that i would hold its upside from down
until its sun could find his face,
i'd hold his place in space
from my safety above, but couldn't
just as he couldn't cool the choke
and tingling burr
of expired breath trapped too long
of desperate bones dug through fingertips
when down and upside converged
death is a breakdown of the plane
that pr
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Literature
I think, therefore I'm not
I do not know that
I am
anyone;
thoughts flit,
the mechanism of
neuroplasticity.
I am their humble
vessel.
Magnifisentsational
malcontentious
melancoholic
unwhole.

This illusory selfdom is
unshackling.
Radioactive
another half-life expires;
transhuman.
I am a
containment breach.
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the briny breeze
blows the opposite way
I’m leaving the port
nothingness
in the saké cup
spirituous glint
glacial light
retreats from the valley
glassy moon
sun’s hidden
behind boiled and charred clouds
yet dare I lift my head
and turn my face to hers,
withstand her veiled glare?

her gaze envelops me
radiance (un)covers my skin
but when I glance back
with trembling hesitation,

an abyss opens before me
light-flooded and dazzling
I perspire in pale heat
until I’m blind & fossilized clouds
cauterize the sun
she tears a twig
from the cherry tree
but the blossoms
are already falling
and drifting away

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:iconpolaranemone:
PolarAnemone Featured By Owner Jun 10, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Belated thank you for the favourite - it's always appreciated. :)

(good luck with the contest!)
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Lucain24 Featured By Owner May 24, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
You're very structured...it's really solid. 
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phntst Featured By Owner May 27, 2018  Student Writer
Thanks a lot! 
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Lucain24 Featured By Owner May 27, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
You're indeed welcome c: 
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oviedomedina Featured By Owner May 24, 2018
Thank you very much for the favorite on "Our money bills sweat like chirps under the sun". :)
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phntst Featured By Owner May 24, 2018  Student Writer
my pleasure!
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Carmalain7 Featured By Owner Nov 29, 2017
good morning Phntst,

much appreciate the read of my travel piece, I was never a writer. 

means much and more to know that it connected with you on some level and that you took the time to convey that through your favoriting.

unequivocally honored, good sir, thank you. Thanks for everything!
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phntst Featured By Owner Dec 2, 2017  Student Writer
my pleasure. it's a great poem!
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:iconoviedomedina:
oviedomedina Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2017
Thank you for the favorite!
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phntst Featured By Owner Nov 6, 2017  Student Writer
my pleasure!
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