Category: Poetry

I get up at dawn

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I get up at dawn

This poem is inspired by early Chinese poetry, and it is an entirely original composition.

So Very Much is Left…

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So Very Much is Left…

So very much is left unseen
Between the printed out pictures and

Remember

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Remember

My poetry refers to the past and the present almost simultaneously.

Not a Rose

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Not a Rose

This piece touches on self-worth…more like, pushes away and embraces the duality of the idea.

See you around

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See you around

A work of horror, of guilt and of droll humour.

Vigilance

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Vigilance

In the resilient haze of my infanthood A half-opened drawer of linens Exudes my mother’s fragrance Of jasmine, almond, and cloves.

Freed

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Freed

My poem reflects an idiosyncratic vision of the mind/body divide and of the journey to personal freedom.

Dark Mess

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Dark Mess

An inevitable mess

maybe it’s an angel?

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maybe it’s an angel?

A poem about incidental childhood fear and how those fears grow into logical reactions.

The Road to Nowhere

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The Road to Nowhere

My screams Are making my Parents bleed Like a thousand paper cuts On a single finger

The Dream Road

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The Dream Road

Searching for the Dream Road the one not found in the darkness Where my soul can reload

Feet Up On The Dash

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Feet Up On The Dash

A poem about trying to escape a mundane existence but knowing deep down the escape is impossible but still having an ounce of hope.

It’s Time

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It’s Time

A fragile reflection bounces off the mirror as a soft, dulled image lulled by a slow, backward pull away from pain.

The step

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The step

And shower waterfalls like moonlight at armistice for the elderly or youth in the all together

Let’s Confess

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Let’s Confess

cast off your cloak show me your scars i’ll show you mine

Volantem Daemoniorum

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Volantem Daemoniorum

Dark angels ascend from Dante’s seventh circle—
manics who composed their anguish