Welcome to the realm
of
Edgar Allan PoeT
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PoeT
This is your voice;
cutting diamonds,
piercingly soft ,
sublime...
This is your song;
jar-trapped,
lock-clasped,
buried...
These are your words;
bleeding,
shed of soul,
wickedly-pure
beautiful-immortal...
Dedicated to all my poet friends
and readers.
Apryl Skies © 2008
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An excerpt from The Memory
Castle by Apryl Skies
"Shh...listen, listen
there is a whisper of clarity
among the madness--
A madman is laughing through
the silence because the sun
never burns the clouds
and he paints her feet in gold..."
Apryl Skies © 2008
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POEm of the Day
Imprints:
Part I
Somewhere
between these faces
and empty spaces--
Wandering between
the static and these echoes
I found myself;
lost...
Chasing down the rubies
but finding only
diamonds and darkness
in this concrete quiet...
Drifting past stars,
cars and scars,
strangers holding on
to the dusk
leaving memories
in the dust...
Silence;
wind-turned to song...
Can anyone hear me?
As Tom Petty bleeds
through radio waves
dialed of distance
Tonight,
I have forgotten wings,
forgotten the blue
that folds you...
But I have painted
my lips in roses,
scented my hair in hope
and through this darkness
naked hands grasp
glove-pressed to wheel
angeled always
in the musical magic
of thunder.
Apryl Skies © 2008
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