Jeffry Cantallops Poems

Steady sound gravitating from the closest star,
A somnolent trigger firing at the glass of life,
Sitting while my eyes run over the sparkling sand,
Tonight, the ocean crashes against my finest art.
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I know what's hiding behind the rainbow,
I've seen it before, and its shape scratches the light,
Like a desperate shout in an empty room,
Like a blinded song howling to the moon.
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Being here among so many thoughts,
Cornered by each side of this fishing boat,
Looking up at the endless miracle,
And confusing tears with a couple of drops.
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