Kategori: Poem
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Smålands Anneberg
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entrañas
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the flutter o el arrebato
I saw a fly tremble on the floor, gasping , I saw its last struggle on a shiny day on a marble floor bathed by sunlight I stopped like smelling flowers a willing witness to El arrebato a second of my life a lifetime gone there were we together reminds me of the last leaf…
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GT Asp
Confounded am I Sprays and allergies marked this of the year yet I find myself alone wondering ’bout them years before April is the cruelest month Elliot sayeth I mistrust This lovely February weather 2019 the sun shines the birds chirp I find but confusion as the sun starts the thaw so early these seasons…
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Frost descent 今天 · 霜é™
今天 · éœœé™ Frost scrapers noise invaded my realm as I tried to decipher what the early morning drew before my somnolent ears. Later That afternoon: The air was icy fresh The water cold as ice The silentwind bore small Shiny white flakes borne out of the cold snap, nippy goosebumps Halffrozenwaterdrops heightened the lush…
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a burnt fingerprint
They say the rings in a tree tell a story I wonder what my wrinkles say I look at my fingers rings and dry cracks in my skin appear through a certain light I shy from speculation since everything changes what matters if I interpret them isn’t what I think apt for interpretation? yet I…
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星期五
All day I spent feeling Friday the 13th it was an ominous day something bad is to happen yet every day something bad happens this time it felt specifically aimed at me mass hysteria though the winds rocked the yellowed leaves of the branch trees doomed to decry the fall whilst the gray clouds floated…
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saiqueado
In my blood runs Tijuas Caló Whether Espanglish Or Spanglish Them beats Pound dirt flesh Like a Smith Hierro Fierro A fuego Con ritmos turiquean y parlan netas a madrazos en el anvil We knew before thee gíüiri gíüiri wordsmith con fierro y a filerazos de la punta de la lengua Wacha Wachatelas compa Agíüigíüi…