July Ninth 2016
a sequel to the ice age
golden rays now grey icicles
bitter cold caused still life circulation
The day I died
brought tears to life
my mother grief stricken
none has heard her voice since
my father broken
in a... – by Sarah Brower | 54 Views added 1 month ago
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(hahy-ee-nuh)
noun.
1. Canine replica who cackles and mocks. My what large teeth you have. The better to pierce with carnivorous appetite. Flirting with the enemy to finally deflower spitting out weeds.
2. She vocalizes pain with vibrations of... – by Sarah Brower | 54 Views added 3 months ago
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Chest of rust
bottomless oil can
hollow silence
empty pit of grit
Skeletal smile crooked
molded sealed lips
speechless Sahara eyes
No way through
no way around
must rip and tear the paint
to see any sign of life
Will my tears... – by Sarah Brower | 5 Views added 3 months ago
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Significance drapes
behind trees
painting its face in rouge
orange, yellows, shy pinks
I stare
at awe-inspired creation
no artist could ever stand
tall enough to tickle clouds
making them... – by Sarah Brower | 7 Views added 3 months ago
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Moonlit ashes scattered
spelling out satin lullaby’s
hushing chaos around me
Chaos obeys
serenity and tranquility
moons glow breathing life
into darkened lips
Giving stars heimlich
to illuminate its lungs... – by Sarah Brower | 9 Views added 3 months ago
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Desiring embrace
pour out warmth
fill me up
broth of comfort
Grasping me tight
a corset of cotton
soothing every weight
pacing ticking clocks
Shielding worries
inside cave of daydreams
master over strings
succumbing to my control
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Love was silk
smooth as velvet
a story so pretty
Until it wasn’t
quick change
pretty to rotten
Rotten to wounded
saliva salted wounds
fleshy vulnerabilities exposed
Exploited as you save
defiled reputation
only worthy in your eyes
... – by Sarah Brower | 7 Views added 3 months ago
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Do not say
I am beautiful
nor shed flatteries
upon conniving lips
make no comment
of shimmery eyes
I do not desire tickled ears
Do not say
I am beautiful
do not love me by sight
love me by mind
by deed
speak as one blind
Do not... – by Sarah Brower | 6 Views added 4 months ago
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Butterflies ripped wings
pretty little thing need not worry
time, patience, endurance
Does not flying take practice?
will not happen in a blink
healing isn’t beautiful
Beauty lies
in the eyes of fight
never easy
always worth it
can... – by Sarah Brower | 7 Views added 4 months ago
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Echos on a turntable
repeat,
repeat,
repeat
Telling me
it’s all my fault
defying words of truth
an imbalance so indignant
Lies are tiny narcissists
convincing you
of their control
your feelings non existent
as long they own you
... – by Sarah Brower | 8 Views added 4 months ago
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Be yourself
not so others like you
But for you
to love... – by Sarah Brower | 7 Views added 4 months ago
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They say it’s better
to have loved
and lost
than to never love
at all
Is that true?
Is it really better?
Is it better
to be soaked by rain
to wake up with illness?
Is it better
to feast forbidden delight
and break out in rash?
... – by Sarah Brower | 13 Views added 4 months ago
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Once there was this leopard
grew strong with vibrant spots
very self aware
Mesmerized all wandering eyes
for which he was proud
suave in every stride
Voice was deep and low
eyes that stuck lightning
on the clearest day
The envy... – by Sarah Brower | 10 Views added 4 months ago
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It’s a twister! Its a twister!!
Names gyrate around the cone
moron, unlovable, worthless
spilling over
dripping syllables
Making sure I don’t forget
that I’m an idiot
I’m a burden
I’m a waste of creation
STOP!
Wait a minute
who... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 4 months ago
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It’s unfortunate
how a pandemic killed social skills
that ever since
conversation was buried alive
An art forms legacy extinct
next generation will only know
auto correct and keyboards
Face to face a summers breeze
now tuned into an... – by Sarah Brower | 8 Views added 4 months ago
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What’s in a poem?
bread, water, air
Every blink
click of the pen
every step
ballpoint hits paper
lips depart
creating noire stories
Inhaling passion,
exhaling heartbeats
voices and breaths
melting between pages
Feelings of mute... – by Sarah Brower | 9 Views added 4 months ago
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The power of your voice
took out lights in Georgia
chills down my spine
tickling bare toes
Though
I will face this lion
savage to beast
not leaving in shreds
I will become
the deserts Acacia
I shall not bend
I shall not break
No... – by Sarah Brower | 8 Views added 4 months ago
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I know you can’t see me
looking up at you
nestled in sidewalks crack
Taste of mud
soggy leaf stains
worn and torn rubber
I’m here!
I’m here!
Too faint to hear
over scoffing
and mockery
here comes industrious ant
Who’s tasks... – by Sarah Brower | 12 Views added 4 months ago
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Your touch though kind
will never sustain
lips gentle as the lamb
will never suffice
Put your arms around me
thank you for affection
but the goose will never lay
Sit with me
listen to me
hear me
Speak with me
take my palm
engrave... – by Sarah Brower | 12 Views added 4 months ago
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Standing in a human sea
dandelion in a rose garden
last piece to the wrong puzzle
Formed circles of chatter
surrounding a deflating balloon
only noise from mumbling walls
Gestures with expressive faces
except glued eyes
to magnetic... – by Sarah Brower | 9 Views added 4 months ago
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Am I only a shadow
a dust particle
descending from the ceiling fan
no one knows is there
until it his the ground
And
Then
It’s
... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 4 months ago
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Wrapped yourself
in the web you weaved
Found your tongue
lapping up dirt
In the graveyard
where your lies... – by Sarah Brower | 5 Views added 4 months ago
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The technique of this tango
no instructor can give
this tango will last
as long as I live
Teenage posture stealthy, parallel
imperfect lines hid
you could never tell
trip of the foot
yet nailed a ten landing
deterioration
beyond... – by Sarah Brower | 54 Views added 4 months ago
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The technique of this tango
no instructor can give
this tango will last as long as I live
Teenage posture stealthy, parallel
imperfect lines hid
you could never tell
trip of the foot
yet nailed a ten landing
deterioration beyond... – by Sarah Brower | 11 Views added 4 months ago
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You severed the wire
sparks sobbing
trust eternally... – by Sarah Brower | 3 Views added 4 months ago
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With each weed
one, by one
flowers... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 4 months ago
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Don’t dare tame this wild horse!
let her drink her freedom
let her stand on her hind legs
in the repelling face of adversity
May her mane make love
to the fierce tasmanian devil
and once her potent voice unmutes
may her truth break egos... – by Sarah Brower | 2 Views added 4 months ago
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Today evaporates
amongst yesterdays dealings
transgressions are made
chalk on the sidewalk
remaining until rainfall
Yet
there is always... – by Sarah Brower | 5 Views added 4 months ago
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I wake in the morning to my favorite sight
Siamese light baby blue eyes
a yawn so big, pointy teeth exposed
shaking her head, a stretch morphs into a pose
Out of the window see another sight
squirrels in the trees of acorns delight
sun... – by Sarah Brower | 14 Views added 4 months ago
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A bullet would have been preferred
instead I caught a sickness
intertwining in my bloodstream
breaking what was not broken
while altering sustainable genetics
Diagnosed with impure love
how can I ever create my village now
it would be... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 4 months ago
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From the womb thrown onto crosswalks
right side up,
upside down
still the map reads invisible ink
No directory for the streets we walk
no road signs to guide our quizzical steps
there is no left or right,
nor rear view mirrors to retrace
... – by Sarah Brower | 3 Views added 4 months ago
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My thoughts dwell
in a kaleidoscope
sheltered in a glass box
Fatal breath
fogging the corners
take the axe to the throat
Gathering these thoughts
heading to the lake
stashing them upon a leaf
Tie them down
for they never look... – by Sarah Brower | 5 Views added 4 months ago
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Clipped your own wings
so the world could fly
muted your own voice
to bestow the gift of laughter
Stopped beats of your own heart
keeping wounded beats alive
sacrificing one’s sanity
to preserve the unhinged
Grateful to your legacy
no... – by Sarah Brower | 12 Views added 4 months ago
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If I die today
a drop of rain won’t fall
yellow grass won’t be nursed to health
ice won’t melt on the rooftops
If I die today
sun will rise
and sun will set
flowers will bloom
flowers will die
If I die today
mankind still walks the... – by Sarah Brower | 26 Views added 4 months ago
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That look in your eyes
daggers thrown in cold blood
toes curl beneath concrete in horror
spraying jealously on your wrist
dabbing obsessions on your neck
filling air with flatulence of disdain
The reek of your egotism
stains once... – by Sarah Brower | 3 Views added 4 months ago
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Oh!
what magnificent strokes of yellow
subtle pinks and orange lowlights
dipping down behind lustrous greenery
Wasn’t that amazing?!
Majesty of the birds living so free
how they can fly in multitudes
never stopping once!
Wait I... – by Sarah Brower | 8 Views added 4 months ago
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Unlocked your precious diary
leaking ink from flames we created
the pages I clawed out
solely mine
mine to cement
into the beats you defibrillated
for if resuscitated; I will know once again
You were never mine
My lids swell denying... – by Sarah Brower | 3 Views added 4 months ago
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The hand I held
It dropped
There I felt,
a loss of strength
of protection
of love
Turning clockwise
to only see
the back,
that once had mine
Here I stand
alone and dazed
not by choice
not mine,
but... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 4 months ago
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Oh noble vigilante
how admired you are
inspiring with utmost respect
Ha!
I laugh inside sir
they see you outside in
for I see you inside out
I cry inside oh vigilante
I die inside your vaulted secret
they see you through... – by Sarah Brower | 12 Views added 4 months ago
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Wrapped feet
of warm compassion
slip into understanding,
one leg at a time
gliding arms
into sleeves of patience
hiding the torso
with cotton hugs
adorning the neck
of the empaths diamonds
never leaving the house
without this... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 4 months ago
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Who is this girl I see?
Staring straight
back at me
I’m sorry secret siren,
but I’m blocking out your calls
Be prepared,
the lights are not all on upstairs
You’ll be in my heart
no matter what they say
I can open your eyes
take you... – by Sarah Brower | 6 Views added 5 months ago
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We are all just living in a snow-globe
being turned upside down to hydrate thoughts
daylight comes to make an appearance,
only to let the nightfall rein for a cold eternity
Faces stoic and familiar recite the same greetings
over, and over... – by Sarah Brower | 8 Views added 5 months ago
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Spewing words to dead velcro
eyes blink back the sting
an invisible sting
Angry waves flutters by headlights
anybody home?
Tore out my heart
dripping language of tears
yet silence is the mother tongue
Your head slants
meeting your... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 5 months ago
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Crawling despite mending wounds
reopened from biting worms
Running from landmines
reclaiming... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 5 months ago
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It’s real
its power daunting
Its darkness hides behind light
Danger coexists flirtatiously
laughs and plays well with others
Shhhhhh
Feel the welcome mat beneath her feet disintegrate into the ground
truth is not wanted here
Slamming... – by Sarah Brower | 11 Views added 5 months ago
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Imagine self love awaiting
fearless to confront the shame
childly your tail droops under your feet
silent my dear for your time will come
Burly ambitions wildly howl
rigid boundaries meant to be broken
damaged, yet unfolding life
serious,... – by Sarah Brower | 6 Views added 5 months ago
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I savor the grip around my waist
so sweet upon my beating heart
sweet love circulating to my toes
never will they fear the purple threat
Lock me in place in nostrils path
do not flare for you will loose me
shine the light in my mouth
see... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 5 months ago
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Not a single glisten in the air
nimbus stoic tears frozen in time
locked eyes on the flame loosing consciousness
A broken clock is right twice a day
though blistered hands are paralyzed
picture frames taunt every waking movement
every... – by Sarah Brower | 5 Views added 5 months ago
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Once I was a teenager
Cozy in my shell
Dipping toes in cold waters
Pulling back hesitantly
Once I was a teenager
Hopeful and self aware
Exploring the most unique labyrinth
Creating its path as walked
Once I was a teenager
Distraught,... – by Sarah Brower | 6 Views added 5 months ago
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A soft ray of light
invigorating frail bones
Words of silk
caresses the broken heart
feelings of hope
From the balm coated tongue
a smile like the gentle dew
Comforting melancholy eyes
with arms of warmth to melt the pain
A love so... – by Sarah Brower | 6 Views added 5 months ago
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Dare your eyes
To lock with mine
Dare your lips
To drip lost breath
Bring your hands
To clamp your chest
Rip apart the rotting skin
Reveal to me
Unfailing kidneys
Consistent beats
Pristine blood
Breathe into me
Resurrect my love
... – by Sarah Brower | 4 Views added 5 months ago
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Feeding the heart
starving the brain
loosing oneself in bubbles popped
Rivers of Brandy
dreams of Champaign
coating cracks of glass
Devils food frosting memories
melting away all consciousness
carried away by thin blood streams
... – by Sarah Brower | 48 Views added 5 months ago
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At the top
Of a twisted staircase
Looking down
At the bottom step
The first step I take
I feel the tension rise
My toes cringe
My hands clam
My mind
A broken flashlight
Down another step I go
And I feel a rush
Through my veins
... – by Sarah Brower | 59 Views added 6 months ago
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The moment comes,
when petals defy gravity
when the pen runs out of ink
When you sigh
at the sight, of porcelain China
dropping from the highest of points
Limbs grow numb
settling into the cozy indentation
of the fetal position
... – by Sarah Brower | 6 Views added 6 months ago
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