Good Memories
A nice first date, a kiss goodnight
Some encores next to make things right
A knee bent down, a stone in hand
A spotlight dance, a wedding band
Aurum scarce and meant for kings
Sunset mane and expensive things
Scottish castles and golden days
Glory years with heads of gray
Rainy days and walks in mist
Pitch black swims with lips pressed fit
An open future, with hearts sown, sutured
But with certainty and our heads matured
To turn back time
And alter a course
To deal out slow
And lessen the force
To mere pleasantries
And maintain a house
That’s only filled
Of good memories.
TLDR late night mumbo jumbo
Of Consciousness and Flashbacks
He is locked in the embrace
Of arms pale
In comparison
To bold eyes
When locked like a mirror
Cracked but kintsugi
With silver not golden
Days spent searching
For the crown of keratin
Bathed in dwindling sunlight
Of a trillion stars
Cannot match the will
Power of one unbroken
By streams of time
Spent in dreams
Digging through the earth
To pop through and build
A tiered skyscraper
When at the top
There is a view
Port to realities
Wished upon
Clouds weighing lighter than air
I ran out of whenever I saw
Your face.
you know I probably shouldn’t have posted that… certain people that have ban powers might get angry
Star Conflict makes me want to die
come with me and drink the kool-aid.
THE REAL QUESTION IS, WHY?
Good prose poetry.
Well-formed and clearly thought out.
Also, clever rhyme.
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