Mary Lyle Poems

Dark, Deep, Transient -
Softly Alluring, Melodic tunes.

The block of light,
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Oh, my light in the dark, from which star did you fall?
How could you force the rain to fall heavily upon my soul?
A puddle drowning my aura, my being.
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Cyclone thou art
Encompassing a force to peel back layers ghastly congealed
Soulful lifetime imprisoned behind skins leather tough
Seeping, embedding poroused heart
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My heart is but a mere plague; rapidly spreading emotion throughout my body until numbness succumbs my senses.
Breathing becomes a gasp for reality lost in a river of tears; Mobility is pure agony.
My torso is ravaged with sickness at the thought of your cerulean eyes becoming null to my vision forevermore.
The very soul of me lies flattened and tormented as the hourglass selflishly empties, leaving a passion that will remain long thereafter.
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The undulance of the sea; serenity in its utmost form.
Waves of constant occurence swallowing thoughts into its depths, towed away unencumbered to another psyche perched elsewhere upon its border.
The emanating ocean flows forth a magnitude of calmness without halt.
It stealthily lays upon its salty canvas an array of shells from its sandy palette.
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Flower you; so beautiful and bright
Adored by all for your radiant beauty
Petals plucked & leaves prodded by unworthy passers-by
Resiliently returning the next season;
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It is what it is
This moment is only this moment
That moment is gone;
No two are alike
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Drowned - Heavily sunken - swallowed; murky water, dark and ominous.
Found - You; blossomed flower amongst desert sands.
From ground - Onto clouds set high, embracing sun's rays; white hot.
The sound - Your mouth, melodious vibration; sensation to my soul.
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I live as roses live
Boldly, brightly, fervently - protective of each delicate petal.
Survival in vain.
From the hard, dry Earth, a demon in red-hooded disguise.
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Sitting with questions.
Answers elude me.
Thoughts creep in and escape.
Stillness comes.
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