beauty, poetry, women

See You There

There are borders

To the state of sadness

Clutching the wire

Looking at you

A tear falls and I fight the urge

To stand up

Wipe it from your eye

Because it isn’t how you escape

And even the most eloquent

Are robbed of words

By the prognoses

Promises unfulfilled

And so, unable to help,

I stand, the kettle is boiling,

And if I cannot fill the empty space

Such change leaves,

Then I will surround it

With my silence

Whisper across the barricades

Where and when I will meet you

Although i do not know the way

I will

See

You

There

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Mountains

It’s the earth between my fingers

Good soil to be buried in

Like the hair

On your head

I am charged with you

And it is a force to bring down

Mountains

Creation

Destruction

All the same

And I am moved

In ways which beggar speech

Into the sweetest silences

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a study in tension

what the sight and sound

scent of you feeds

the absence of it

done as much from consideration

i mean

you’re into the idea of it

but life is abrasive

it wears you down

but i am wired

built around

upon a foundation of wild appetite

not furtive but i sit with it

the release i seek

pin you down

tear you to throbbing pieces

with the unadulterated force of it

but you are safe

the washes of day keep my actions

clean as a priest’s hands

but the night will come

and i will, not reach,

but

take

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Piercing Gratitude

A moment.

Flower bloom

Book open

So much love

It is piercing

And my eyes well up

At what it took to get here

Delight and anguish

But I am gentle

Quiet

Brutish at times

But learning the work

Is the reward

And here the reward

Is the work

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Civil Twilight

Does the soul bruise

Breathe in the chill perfume

Of evening

As civil twilight tips its hat

In my direction

Spent days in comfortable silence

Speaking on the page

Life is a symphony

Some melodies remain

Others added

Some dissonance

Kept and others

Are wrong notes

Useful to remind me

That the trick is to keep playing.

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Weekend Omnibus

Meat, Salt, Water.

Home but still searching

Sudden Storms

Also, I am looking for beta readers for some forthcoming books which will be published and made available via http://www.mbblissett.com.

Until She Sings – Beta Readers Wanted

Shes Here by M B Blissett

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