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J.M.B

Momentum

The great bird has fallen,
plummeting towards Eden.
Like Icarus before,
it casts a shadow that suffocates
those underneath it.
 
I hope that seed I planted before,
is close to having grown its branches
Maybe by the time it’s close to blooming into a  flower
Maybe the two will meet mid-air.

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Cross Hairs

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Green Love

I stare down the broken surface of the mad hatter’s tea cup, the symbols stained on his trigger… grasshoppers, cranked back to laun… their ravaging plague onto me;
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The Difference

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The Worst Occupation

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Leaving My Island

Shadowed by an over-arching banana… a constant reminder of my failures I sit on a lonely island, a castaway of broken dreams success seven lucky seas away.
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Meditate

The stillness of a lake thin layers of icing cake, mmm food, no focus! Concreted coldness of icy pain that is why I’m here.
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Luminescence

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I like the look of autumn leaves On cold wintery steps Fragile in their beauty. Wilting in their vulnerability Easy to crush if not careful.



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