Miss Fairytale Poems

Do you ever stare
into the eyes of a beautiful soul
and wonder how many memories they hold?
How many thoughts they've had of you
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Once I saw a solar eclipse.
Like dusk at midday
the sun darkened
to New Moon black
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This room
Heavily feminine
Antique white
Bare
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Laced with eloquence;
she glides along the dusty riverbed,
One blood rose in her hair and the funeral flower in her hand.
Ebony trails lash at the flaky ground
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Tonight my name is lonely.
Dressed up in bed clothes and black bag eyes,
I tried to make it tidy, it got all messed up again,
An ache only a woman can feel creeps up and down my lower back as slow as the icey wind outside.
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Pale berries fade to bright
Leaves green whisper autumn
Creasing brown and crisping – falling,
July parts with Summer sudden as fright.
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Woman stops at a window
below a blood-orange sky,
Watches drinkers sip from china
cups, tuck crumbs into napkins,
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I wonder why this angel
is able to fly.
Light and pure
he may be
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I wanted to touch the bones
To trace my fingers over the smooth
Curvature of ribs
And leave my vibration and prints.
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Stones mold around me
As the ocean sweeps
Them into grains and
Erodes this punished beach.
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