submitted by Chastity, Buffalo, NY
the rain
you are the madness that splits me in half
wrapped in your arms to burn eternal
a monster you’ve become
infected in the visions of me poisoned
never again to fly… I shall lay dead
inside myself, thrashing in my death throws
the rails against your ear as I die
rain falling, flowing down this window
like your sweat against my skin
I rose that day some living dead
blank stares melted into the rain
your shovel leaning against the house
moving forward as if it ever happened
the smell of rain is deadly
the sound beneath the wheels
the body twitches inside me
nerves awakened
it knows, and yet refuses to tell me
the reason she lies dead
it was something that you said
the voice remains mute in memory
I can feel your breath against my ear
but no sound…no sound
it is too awful to hear.
submitted by Steven Adam ‘Joaquin’ Drake, Escondido, CA
Compelling To The Nights Shoring Up Wounds!
Through “Grapes of Wrath” villainy disdained!
-Marvel at magic’s alchemy-
For a silver thread up to Heaven’s Gate,
In poetic verse beyond restraints…
Tilling the soil in breadth of substantiation
In hearth of heartache’s relief.
Calling out of the distance echoed
Off walls of primordial affairs -stalled by
Compliance in depth of artist merits.
No longer mortified. But relied on… pictured
In breath of the air that we breathe sustained.
Flying through windows in safety’s eye of
The soul in sight of the spirit’s development.
Although, past those whom brutalize the
Innocence in birth of one’s own Rights
To live for sanctity’s beauty worn up
No body’s sleeve -transparently-
For causes of truth’s wisdom in thoughts
Mindful of who we are for Humanity’s Being.
Beyond ‘sly wits’ that manipulate laws -outside-
Of Peace of the sword… sworn by the word!
Double edged -slippery slope- in light of
Confessions discerned, forevermore, knocking
On hearts that beat the drums in cadence of art.
Compelling to the nights shoring up wounds in
Island dreams off the coast of continental divides.
Reaching out beyond despair, profound to those
Whom veritably care for the risk in bounty of
Enlightenment spared… for love beautified.
In nexus of test of countenance dared… for
No shadow of doubt for clarity realized here!
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