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- I Did Not Know You at allpoetry
I did not know you But the sudden, senseless loss of you - Nothing Can Compare at allpoetry
Midnight dress, discarded / Moans its inadequacy / Mourns / Crimson rose, cast away / Burns with envy / Blackens / You and I, entwined / Put all other beauties to shame - Ruins at allpoetry
Walking among the metal pyramids, / The skeletons of strange, steel hominids / Crouched deep in otherworldly slumber, / Careworn bones aged for years without number; / Under the sun these silver constructs gleam, / - From the Tomb of the Unwritten Sonnet at allpoetry
I’m at a loss for what to write today / I feel as though I’m overcome with shock / My idle hands and idle thoughts betray / Alone, I face the demon: Writer’s Block / Mightier than the sword, a pen I wield / The - Elegy for Myself at allpoetry
I gather here today in remembrance / Of one who left this earthly dance. For he / Sails now on the eternal sea above, / Just another victim of love. / I’m sorry to say he will not be missed, / He who was before - You at allpoetry
I sat today with the firm intention / Of writing you an impassioned letter / To melt your heart and extol your beauty, / But could not think how I should address it. / By instinct I thought to send to your eyes, - Soon at allpoetry
Inconsequential are the miles between / When Love and Love are held so far apart / Distance -- not the same as separation -- / Is but a weight upon the scales of time / Is but a wait that amplifies desire / / You - Shall I compare thee to a winter's morn? at allpoetry
Shall I compare thee to a winter's morn?
Thou art more chilly and less welcoming: - The Ballad of Johnny McGee at allpoetry
Johnny McGee was a bullheaded lad,
A bullheaded lad was he, - Cyclicity at allpoetry
The sentence of death, the gift of birth
Opening eyes in the gathering light - Winterlove at allpoetry
Winter trees
Skeleton hands
