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Mirror Me
I let it happen
I am a wraith
flitting through the empty rooms of my life
The face that peeks at me in passing mirrors
I do not dwell on it
Sometimes I recognize her
The woman looking back at me
But she is not who I remember she is supposed to be
There is a well of dull light within the reflection's eyes
It echoes the deep anger, hate, resentment, and humiliation
that are a coiled ball of darkness within me
Sometimes that is the only way I recognize myself
I have always said that my eyes were my best feature
But there is the old determination and defiance behind it all
It is what drives my daily staring contests with myself
It is what drives me to understand her - the woman in the mirror
reconcile with her
the free spirit still slumbering inside me
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It is the irony of my obssession
How we met so long ago in memory's slow ebb
I can barely remember your voice
Over the overwhelming chorus of the dead
Those who joined us together
Seranding to us from their grooved cage
Transplated, digitalized, transformed
We meet on that same bastardized platform
You and I
Singing together to the songs of the dead
Is it irony that I now hear your voice
But I still can't distinguish it from the rest
Hidden behind the fog of time and regret
Our songs burn and the irony becomes a mockery
Of You and I
Oceans of bonedust and cynicism separate us
Isn't it ironic that I am rendered immobile
By you
My first enthusiastic cheerleader
My first pen pal
My first true enduring friend
Isn't it ironic?
Pleas for genuine love
oh how it bled its way to so much hate
But it was enough to catch you in my web
Isn't it ironic how the discovery of my deciet
How it did not distance you
The irony of my inverted obssession
How it protected and wounded me after your death
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My Secret
Men who wear their souls
around their necks
marvel at its beauty
its simple truth
isn't it nice to always see people
as they were when they left
look behind you
look besides you
the angles points above you
the demon points under you
"where is he?" they groan
Groans of pleasure that binds hearts forever
"forever and for always," songs from the graves of children
Stop looking at me with so many questions
Stop making me answer them
Hide behind the sun
Smile for me with empty eyes
Shelter the information we shared
But don't turn them into secrets
My words aren't sacred
There are words that are left behind in transit
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O drifter, nobody knows your name
the road is your home
no town is the same
the loneliness that creeps in your bones never turns your eyes to stone
O drifter, nobody knows your name
across frozen rivers and rising mountains
your heart they can never tame
into sprawling metropolises you stumble surrounded by buildings rising like titans
O drifter, nobody knows your name
hunting eagles, perching vultures, grazing prey
they have eyes for you only and it's just part of the game
but you still can't stay
O drifter, nobody knows your name
the world sings and you alone hear its melancholy
during the desolate nights with darkness as your mane
your sorrow is your only folly
O drifter, nobody knows your name
O roadwarrior
whitline chaser
O ghost with no place
O drifter with the forgettable smiling face.
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Fear 3
The concrete assembly of minds keeps the world at bay. Ceilings of glass make rationalizations in the hopes of finding a week one to pluck from the trusses. Wedding rings constrict their binds on fingers too big to hold them with ease. The moon stays silent in her judgement of us all, but surely she is smiling tonight. The rain melts down steel rails fill of her released desires and how can we help but kneel before her innocence. If only abandonment were an option and the truth were the law of the land. Fear, hold me close tonight upon your purity of purpose and song. For without you, I would be alone.
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Fear 2
Too self-absorbed to look at the stars. The clouds and the mysteries of the world beyong hold no interest to me, the ever vigilant observer. The child sleeps as I make my escape into myself. Lost within the void of the road. She bows her head in supplication to a creator that despises her. She knows. Because of these lips, full and lush. Cascading auburn locks that glisten with morning dew. Hips and long supple legs that tempt men to sin. Eyes that can haunt their dreams. She knows.  As sure as a new generation is to be born to carry burdens of their parents and those before them. Armies will rise and fall for her, but with buried resentments and expectations within their hearts. The world is mine and I know it. If she doesn't need it, then neither do I. Our chains reinforced by the voices within clamoring for supremacy. They know.
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The Need
Whisper of the wind across closed eyelids
Gentle glide of invisible fingers making grass sing
Nightmares in green
All they ever wanted to be was free
Perils of the mind match the gale
Naked land, naked heart
Soothing flood healing ravaged landscapes
Drowning smiles in empty skulls
Grass humming its song beneath the waves
One like all the rest
No melody, no harmony
Claim it
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Fear 1
The book will unfold with every letter you take with each step. Stars bloom and unravel before you. Eyes roam the ground in search of where you will go. Hands trace the gravel to where you have already been. The pages always a step behind. Running in the world's oceans to escape what should have been. Never learning to swim. To explore what already is. To hope is to die. To share is to be alone. A child lost in the ashtray at the foot of God's throne. Apathy devouring rage. Storms raging in your heart pulling passerbyers into their destructive spirals. When will it end?
Not a nightingale. Do not pretend to need a heart that can not mend. Go away.
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The Dark
Darkness has a weight to it. It envelopes everything like a heavy wool coat hanging off an old woman's frail anorexic shoulders. She gropes her way in it, trying to find the sleeves so that she can at least have some pretense of stability. The coat smells of washed out smoke from its previous owners and their lives. There are blood stains barely visible on the silk inling that she does not pick up with her dimmed eyesight. She picks at the food stains that litter the coat in precarious spots in-between tugs at the hems and an attempt here or there to zip the monstrosity up. The cold seeps in and all she can do is give in to it. No time to...
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Just a place where I keep track of artists that I like and post my writings before publishing them. For more information, check out the "Interests" drop down.

Older photos were shot with a Sony Cyber-shot DSC-H20/B 10.1 MP Digital Camera. Newer ones, if any are posted, are taken with your standard Note3 android phone.

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FredaSurgenor Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2018  Professional
..........and thanks for the :+fav: on Meeting in the harbour, again........very much appreciated.
Bernardumaine Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2017  Professional Traditional Artist
Thank you for faving :D
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FredaSurgenor Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2017  Professional
Thanks for the :+fav: on Lemons and Mandarins, very much appreciated.
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Phky2p Featured By Owner Nov 12, 2017  Professional Traditional Artist
Tnks Favcolor 700px by Phky2p  
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Bernardumaine Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2017  Professional Traditional Artist
Thanks for faving !
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