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Carmalain7 — sunlit but shivering
Published: 2019-07-20 16:03:18 +0000 UTC; Views: 156; Favourites: 15; Downloads: 0
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count on menot unlike you would
count your fingers
the spaces between
your eyes drawing
light like gravity
lines on my palm
and exit velocity,
a silent cry
to be held, read
like rivulet in wax wings
or myths to dispel
the notion we are unique
and all alone in this
Garden of Heathens
sunlit and shivering
sighs slide sideways,
writing monuments in
exhaled exhaust exhaustion.
a blossom is untimely
opening as fingers print
passing time, the touch
artists' need to create
faster than society's
capacity to destroy
motion lights wash out
the stars; hearts free,
souls sold separately.
passive is the feather
we are burning together
shivering and sunlit,
sunlit, but still shivering.
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Comments: 7
your voice is unusual for me, probably because I'm reading so many classics anymore in my own poetry studies; quite abstract, and delicate. I usually do not like this kind of poetry but I think this at least deserves a fav and quite a lot of praise. you've done a fantastic job, and yes, I read this at dawn watching the sunrise and it is quite a "morning" poem. 
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I agree with 420Writer's thoughts on the first stanza. it took a couple of reads to get it in my mind what the speaker was actually saying. but it is a beautiful thought, the whole piece! keep it up!!!
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Simply beautiful. I love that line, "passive is the feather." Such a treat to read this morning!
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absolutely a morning poem - thank you <3
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