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Spring sun sweet on skin
that still recalls the rain,
(it is not just raindrops that fall)
drunk is the forest beneath
those blood red moons
(blind are we to the fires we started).
Will you swim through the shadow
to beat away these bitter blues?
Beauty is a ship of summer symphony,
we are whispers to be worshiped
before our season stops to sing.
All words by Damien B. Donnelly with the help of the magnetic poetry oracle.
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We drink eternity,
soft, slow, salty,
like coffee cups
of unexplored ocean blues,
breathing in dark stars,
bleeding in the wake
of the wild breeze
that has no home
in these fatherless trees,
eyes moist by this window of time,
a prisoner of this smoky glass.
We are porcelain colored in concrete,
a brilliant blush of delirious desire
before decay.
All words by Damien B. Donnelly and gifted from today’s magnetic poetry oracle.
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Control.
How to cut deep.
Tipping toes in the tepid
tides of therapy.
We are cunning creatures
in unconscious,
under cover,
cool to discover
the character
beneath the cadaver.
Control.
How to discover,
how to distance the self
from its disguise,
from the depths
we dive to deceive the day,
the way we weave
tepid tales through the tides
of our twisting truths,
ever evolving, ever revolving
in directions we cannot dictate,
covering over shades
we cannot eradicate,
those waves that ruminate,
that sweep through veins
already raging red
before the oxygen
burns the blue. Control.
How to find the true blood
in a body beaten into believing
the truth of what the consciousness
considers to be correct.
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All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Perfumed kiss and velvet poison,
caramel can be a concrete candy,
I blush, almost broken,
a prisoner to this ocean
of long grass and liquid sky,
this smoky glass, darkly dazzling.
A wild flower is not a sister of peace,
fire is not a dance easy to put out.
All words by Damien B. Donnelly, with the aid of Magnetic Poetry
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