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A Lone Wake

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Oceans riptide of doubts drown hopeless, amid midnight bequeath bereavements, dost to dust called bed sheet knot tied procrastination called RIP Van(quised) Wrinkled Poetry, Last Will and Testament, sleep begone deposits.

Friday, July 16, 2021


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A Lone Wake

See shore insight dye-self’s
inert be ring - oneself
Quivers stained shiver sighs
reign rye drain consoled
Time ripped twine
holds sloth froth
choke coagulates
Camelot Knight RIP TAPS -
deep bullet hole
soul wounds.

Whole here
hole there
sinkhole knock -
knocks oak out beyond
Afterlife
to be stilled cold chills;
 petrified -
ponder age yoke
Scrambled thee brains
wain and ebb
cerebral fry fishing lines
Pyres bye lifeline
dost accumulate bait
congestive cancer failures.

A lone tear ~
a part -
dislodges esteem
mid smithereens’ screams
In thee emptiness -
Wails whale echo
echo cries a lone
wake pod nightmare
Write dye Knight mare window pane
pricks barb bard bloke HeART
Survival rate conceptive depth
kneads implant core Poet composition.

Forever motions
be forevermore emotion
emulating senses -
riddling tenses
Evermore passion
lotion motivated potion Thinkers
write solitary soliloquy dreams
Foresight insight
mount Camelot Knight Temple Lobe
manifesto symphonies
That “I” ~  
between eye to eye must open
ear to ear
betwixt ears must hear:  
Insight See Shores A Wake Harmony

HeArtMosphere Poet


 




A Lone Wake

See shore insight dye-self’s inert be ring - oneself
Quivers stained shiver sighs, reign rye drain consoled
Time ripped twine holds sloth froth, choke coagulates
Camelot Knight RIP TAPS - deep bullet hole soul wounds.

Whole here, hole there, sinkhole knock - knocks oak out beyond
Afterlife, to be stilled cold chills; petrified - ponder age yoke
Scrambled thee brains, wain and ebb cerebral fry fishing lines
Pyres bye lifeline, dost accumulate bait congestive cancer failures.

A lone tear ~ a part - dislodges esteem mid smithereens’ screams
In thee emptiness – Wails whale echo, echo cries a lone wake pod nightmare
Write dye Knight mare window pane, pricks barb bard bloke HeART
Survival rate conceptive depth, kneads implant core Poet composition.

Forever motions, be forevermore emotion, emulating senses - riddling tenses
Evermore passion, lotion motivated potion Thinkers, write solitary soliloquy dreams
Foresight insight, mount Camelot Knight Temple Lobe manifesto symphonies
That “I” ~  between eye to eye must open, ear to ear betwixt ears must hear:  
Insight See Shores A Wake Harmony

HeArtMosphere Poet

 

 



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Reviewed by Ronald Hull
Reviewed on July 17, 2021
I sensed a poignant tone to this poem through all of your wordsmithing and alliteration that I find very interesting as a way of communicating. Yes, we often lie awake in the wake of loss.

Ron


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