grace mariner Poems

We carry our dead upon our backs.
Old skins protecting us from the new.
These talisman provide us no magic, no fortune.
All grief and sadness, they are
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Memories ramble across the tracks of my mind.
Certain touches,
words,
kisses.
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Rivulets of silver make crystalline track marks as they flow.
I look for you everywhere I go.
I see you everywhere we went.
Perhaps you sheltered me from some greater evil...
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How can pain inspire as much, if not more, than love?
I regret the day we met and yet, I wonder how I've ever
lived without you.
The real world disappears as if by sleight of hand when
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And Luna asked Sol, why do you hide me away?
Is it because I change from day to day?
I am a sliver of gold in the darkness of night,
or a pale shadowed orb lighting the lovers' path at night.
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And a year has passed between us.
An eternity in days counted by the heart.
You exist in another place and time, with other damsels
in distress and jesters in your court.
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Tonight we dance among the scattered leaves.
Their colorful cloaks enchant the eye, the richness
of their crackle and crunch delights the ear.
Harvests end has arrived!
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You knew where I was then, where I am still.
I cannot know the tale for it was not mine to hear.
And so, I wait...and wonder.
The phantom stalking me at my vulnerable hour.
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She is a perfect peach.
Soft and round, her rotting inside only revealed in
her self destruction.
Our crutches turn against us, defiling our best efforts
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Your ghost haunts my halls in visions of parking lots
and diners and low budget hotels.
You had to vanish and so you did, leaving behind
these corpses in their wake.
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