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Walking Trees (Alexandrine)

I see—
Now You’re talking—
Men like tall oak trees,
Blurry and blown by a strong breeze,

You place
Your hands again
On my—less sightless—face, 30 more words


Mr. X's Poetry: To Live & Die a Man

From womb to tomb, from cradle’s resting grave,

We grow upon our life – from boys to men

And men we love so varied in the saves… 115 more words


Funereal Reflections

Funereal Reflections

The world moves on in timeless reverie
while doves o’er head turn westward to their homes, beyond.
Yon raven waits upon a gnarly tree. 210 more words


The Old Watch

Over wide stone and earth,
Laying on dust of crumb.
Death springs with given birth,
To tread where body numb.
On the soaring heat and rock, confluence in sum… 73 more words



The first touch of a tapestry texture,
tracing patterns designed with a festival in mind,
for your virgin eyes
in the headlights of the rave life. 112 more words


The Sea of Space

In a solitude of the sea,
Far beyond of morality,
That burns a deep of wondrous curiosity.

Countless stars that ebbs and flow
Circling course the seeds would grow. 86 more words


Better Than Nothing (Alexandrine)

To walk in light
Than in sin’s iron fetter,
Stumbling in the filthy gutter
At night.

Will pass away
As mice and bats’ playthings, 65 more words