Tag Archives: fear

Apple Turnover

Apple, turn over a new leaf,
surcease from grief,
make your peace, your pain release,
you might be diced and stuffed in pastry,
but complaints just have your life now wasting,
better to be tasting the sweet succor in your surroundings,
you’re not a stew,
to brood, your troubles you’re compounding,
resounding and astounding,
the temperament you’re caught in,
caught in the complex that the world would keep on turning,
turn over a new leaf, there’s more for you to see,
the triviality of your grief you ought not believe.

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Protected: Sabotage – NaPoWriMo #6

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The Hummingbear

The story of The Hummingbear is actually almost entirely stolen from a friend of mine, Dr. Amanda, who imparted the tale to me last night. There are embellishments and my own crafting of what happened to Ariel, but the situation is all hers. Many many thanks to her for letting me utilize some of her history for my own motives.

Prelude

These words here are beset by the fact that they aren’t action,
Fancy mouth-work to impart an act that hasn’t happened.

I lied, or at least bended the truth,
When I said I’d have either role:

I knew I wanted to play your lover when I knew the role was available, at least mumming such soulful satisfaction would keep me from being passive.

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A Poorer Apology

Subtly the season is inspiring these sudden swings in salutations,
that once evoked affinity but now speaks of detachment;
ratchet in the works that once warbled aspirations,
instead proclaims at perceived deviations and dastardly dashes natural nearness for fears:

Broached issues poached in placating an ego,
hurt before the breach that taught how terribly tender intimations can wreck havoc on a heart,
and how hollowness can herald heartache hindering healing.

Songs sung spurt sparsely in the recollections of a friend,
if one didn’t destroy that in defense of a painful pulse,
recalling back when the winter’s grey seemed to dissipate in the stark light that hung at the horizon,
barely rising between the sighs in the solitude,
banter that bared souls and shoulders and quenched the smoldering silence when eyes met and it was all they needed to tell each other everything.

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