Victoria Annette Bailey Poems

The doorframe has your shape attached
I think you may be there,
Bloodied butterflies dance beside your step
Get tangled in your hair.
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A unique hyacinth corrupts the field of red, red roses,
The contrast of your moonlit skin blends where the thorns cut deep,
And the forsaken lilac flower, windswept and jealous,
Stands as the Eiffel Tower, beneath the clouds. Unkempt. Asleep.
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Katie was a malevolent tease
The start is weak to the bitter end,
Faux confidence for insecurity
Wilhelm to defend.
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She's an Icarus in atmosphere
On flammable wings,
Escaping to the beautiful
Solitude sky brings.
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She wants to swim with the dolphins
But she's scared of the ocean
Gripping onto hope by a thread,
Watching the mirror
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An enigmatic voice slides
Beneath the bedroom door,
A snake in solace and spirits
Passing treason as the law.
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You stare into the eyes of your own resentment
When uninterrupted love turns away,
Ignorance blossoms on a Wednesday afternoon
Falling for desire come Thursday.
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Jamie’s on Wednesday,2.30am
Breakfast with Monet at six,
Used in the sunrise, abused at the Moon
Taking her punishment fix.
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I was wasted in Montana,
On a return-ticket home,
I won't return to where I've come from,
And she's heading to Rome.
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Throw back another few pills
Close your eyes and rest your head,
Let the drugs replace your anxious friends
That you inadvertently misled.
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