Curtailing the passionate reprieve
is often an impossible task
Hardwired in groundwater
are the under-surface collisions
of a hero's complexity and
the flight to fight reflexive design
Timpani
Snare
De-bassed ring around
Colored lenses
posturing atop
the bartering core
One half of the circumference
lauds you for your nurture
The other condemns you
for your nature
The savior complex
the volleys and the serves
Some victims embrace
your tender gaze
Some wither worthless
by the need for intervention
"the nerve," they say
Yet still
Curtailing the passionate reprieve
is often my abomination toward
submission
Showing posts with label appreciation. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 1, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
Clay Meant to Mold, Is Impossible Not To Hold
A
craven/ a cave-in
a
rave-in/ a raven
a
maiden/ a maven
of
interesting things
A
sector/ a vector
a
radar detector
a
transistor/ a resistor
of
villainous things
A
shadow/ disfigured
a
shaded course/ quite twisted
a
shady source/ ingratiates blisters
of
blazing discourse
A
Blazon of legs/ a blazon of arms
with
rhymes succinct and rhythms distinct
a
range of emotion’s bridged by devotion
of tides and floods embodying love
A
verse severe is easy to hear/ a verse so dear, pray it stays near
the
colors of space learnt and known, occupying one’s sense of home there’s often a
hint and always a trace, alive within that helps define the shape of things yet
to come
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