— INBETWEEN —
clouds are where words hide to be.
A poetry collections part
of the | wordstobepoetry | project
			|| silenced aura ||
silenced aura
by misconduct
returned upon
a resonating song.
Created in May 2022 by | wordstobepoetry |
			|| devil’s verb ||
why wake up at dawn,
said the cloud,
when all there is
is a devil’s verb?
i don’t know,
said the essence,
i hear bird sing
before the devil’s verb.
Created in May 2022 by | wordstobepoetry |
			|| last spell ||
resting inner fire
as life’s maze
casts its
last spell
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Created in June 2022 by | wordstobepoetry |
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			|| where to live ||
this is where to live
—the cloud above
a nest’s home
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Created in May 2022 by | wordstobepoetry |
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			|| lost ||
lost in a maze
        | absent horizon |
mist eating hope
lost in a hope
       | light lies in psyche |
inner fire lighting bliss
lost in bliss
        | imaginary bliss |
—it seems
will it vanish or conquer?
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Created between May and June 2022 by | wordstobepoetry |
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			|| needed purge ||
blood spurts
as knives reins
      | needed purge |
words cut
betrayal in disguise
      | invoked fairness |
salted drops
dancing their soul away
      | birthed bulletproof air |
green clouds above
welcome my mind
      | beseeched catharsis |
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Created between May and June 2022 by | wordstobepoetry |
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			|| was it found ||
was it found, 
darkness that
needed to be overthrown?
was it found, 
matches to 
the dying hope?
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Created between May and June 2022 by | wordstobepoetry |
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			|| heat poker face ||
life’s maze standbys
put a puffy grey cloud
above
real maze swimming
in a warm rebirth
of nature’s spell
| a heat poker face in disguise |
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Created between May and June 2022 by | wordstobepoetry |
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			|| little mountains ||
      | little mountains |
drawn with 
little relief
     | little mountains |
living not on 
little earth
     | little mountains |
testifying their 
home’s fallings
     | little mountains |
seen as a 
rejection’s mark
     | little mountains |
are just relief
to be forgotten
| can’t you see? |
			