#narrative
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He glowed with secretsworn like armor, shielding whatuntold future lies____ I arranged myselfin pretty perfect patterns for you, did it work?___ I fold the whispersof sunset into my skirts,delight radiant. ___I revive my heart,only to cut more piecesoff, to give to you. ____Today I dreamed of copper skies, the line between fae and real world…
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I make my way slowto the last elm tree, barrenon the cliffside coast. Treasuring the viewwaves crash, jolt sound, electricunderneath my skin. Committing endlesshorizons to memorysapphire dreamlight, pelican porpoise,pink shells shattered to powderfailure grasps meaning. Keeper’s last advicea din in my ears, “Bewareof the ice prince! Go to the Fae courtknowing, while you may yet…
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Rogue sky, silk rippleseyes open to such wonders,to be alive now… I am the glade mindas I look upon sea-facedstranger, prism lit. His eyes captured myform uncovered languidlylaying at his feet A few winged fairiesfeigning modesty, hidingmy body’s valley. Knowing smiles gracehe knelt, white robe elegance in his hands for me. Speaking little morethan whispers,…
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“Follow the spiritof freshwater streams safeto sanctuary prisms light the way,don’t stray too far from the banksoon, find home again.” Last words from the caveas I followed directionlit by sun and moons. Like spectacle gleamtwo moons peered behind the cloudsas I stream bound walked witness to the joyof Naiads at play, splashessound of chimes and…
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Characters: Melody = Hippe Priestess Vibes Cc = Bizagoth Iggy = Mary Poppins Punk Yow = Cryptid good boy * Setting: Kitchen (I swear there’s other rooms in the house, I just really like this, so we’re going with it. Glad you agree, let’s go!) * Melody walks in carrying the mail, Iggy is sitting…
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Characters: Iggy = Punk Mary Poppins Cc = Bizagoth Melody = Hippie Priestess Vibes Yow = Cryptid dog, alternates between gray-white and pitch black fur depending on the day, deep piercing red eyes, good boy * Setting: Kitchen, pantry open, Iggy digging thru it with a leash looped in one hand as Yow is sniffs…
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Characters: Cc = “Business Goth” Melody = “Hippie Priestess Vibes” Iggy = “Punk Mary Poppins” * Setting = The stoop outside the backdoor of the kitchen. Iggy is curled up inside somewhere like a cat (on a chair, the floor, a bed, who knows, but she’s absent from this conversation). Cc smokes a cigar looking…
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Sunrise burns pink hopepromises, a new day donsits merry greeting. Echos of sleep dreamsfleeting glimpses of home hideas I awaken the cave celebratesthe moment glowing yellow,no longer alone. Chaos tastes strangely when ladled by hand out of pearl freshwater streams The cave yawns open on the grey rock candy grass,pearl spring waters run the cave…
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I don’t know who I amso please, Forgive my voiceI can’t control which oneof the three I will use todayit alters, changes shapeI often dissociate lose time evenin the middle of a rhymeI don’t know who I am the post it note poetmanic pixie poly, everyone’s my familyMary Poppins protester punk, or perhaps the Bizagoth…
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Not many people know this butwhen you first came outyou told your parents first.Not your birth parentsbut the ones who helped raise youwoke up at night to settle you downchanged your diaperstaught you how to ride a tricyclealbeit very badly (sorry for the concussion,a discussion for another time)you know, your other parentswho taught you the…
Poetry With Hart 