Poem – Aura

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Since I’m too busy with writing long-term fiction (i.e. Seeds of Doubt, which should be done in a month or so) I’ve decided to start legitimately trying my hand at poetry. The following is the first such result:

Aura

Frosting in shallow night
Flames that dance and move
Hope that burns none so bright
Only time to prove

Aura effervescent
Fleet but calm and cool
Crystal season silent
Shatter now the rule

Moths before the flame
In abyss and light
Helpless to the name
Under frosted night

Poem – Weeping

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Only weeping skies so silent
Cast past down like peace
Slowing beats in thoughts rent
Maudlin nights in mind can’t cease

Folding cloth will never crease
Though beams break through on past
Simple patters without caprice
In twilight stills but cannot last

Poem – Reflection of Orange

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Yes, I’m actually a posting a poem—not my forte, I know—but I felt pretty strongly about this one.

 

What began with folds of orange soft
Reflecting back from shining eyes
Through raucous night ‘til held aloft
Deft hands and minds undoing ties

Ace found hidden underground
Before red silk and leather black Continue reading