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E R U D I T I O N

hazel fields
a cast of view
the comfort

knew you
the paper covers
the cloth attachments
titles like parchment
slips glimmer on
light like signal
towers

I feel your voice within
my ear
and my chest
and above a jetliner
cuts the angel

I know the chapters
written your consuming
the flash of your wet
brilliant eye

filled with stars and
smoke
and hidden issue
burning

I wish for more yet
you my pretti are the
only oracle

sulken and hardened
from harsh winters
the too early springs

if I wasnt such the
writer
we would not be
here

our addiction
sated
and a hunger
drives
like sharpened teeth

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Region, Country: north ontario, CAN

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MDT

MDT

13 years 1 month ago

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I really enjoy reading your poetry...your use of imagery depicts a very unusual scene in my mind...which then allow my thoughts to resonate within your words.

nice

Esker

Esker

13 years 1 month ago

reading someone

medication history addiction
how does that fit into Poetry?

shouldnt poets be as bankers
balancing words
formula followed
dust covers closed on typewriters

i used to think that

like I thought Love was about love
but maybe its a part of something
beyond just an ideal
maybe I built an ideal instead

living in myth is hard
loving as myth is even harder
all about changing
i want to evolve and grow

i never knew writing would be
like this

or that seeing through others eyes
that trust to look for a moment at
their vision is not so frightening

a level of trust
when that was taught to be a poison
there was nothing left to operate on
but intuition
and the totality of ego

gotta go for a coffee
and think about my muses
take my ego for a walk

Esker

Esker

13 years 1 month ago

Tuesday

Canada day Holiday in North Bay Ontario Canada
this morning a truck crash near our Trout Lake
Premier houses deep spring fed beauty has now
got tanker leaking Formaldehyde into it
Thats where we get our drinking water for our
fifty five thousand residents
There were big protests against development
that won against new buildings.. Its huge and
only a portion has been developed over the years

just a little truck compared to the lake but a
mason jar of this into a well would be the same
comparison Oh wait Im going to make some
coffee Whats a little poison eh?

Like meds My mind running high and then
the crash medicate on my own with boose
painkillers for shoulder and back

ohhh ohhh ohhhhh

I understand