Whitney Stevens Poems

Truth is wrapped in cookie sheets
Life the lie on slips of paper
Taste the crunch, a chaser
Remark on the sweet feeling of trust
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The End Times
Seethe the magma layers of sin
Curse the frozen wilds of dark
Bodies have been shaven thin
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The sword is mightier than the pen
For actions speak louder than words
But a pen can inspire a million swords
And a million actions are stronger than one
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I fear what lies beyond the shadows
Beyond the line Icarus passed
What lurks among the charcoal depths
Among the shining balls of gas
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Life's like a clock as it loops back around
My eyes like the hands that see the same day
Each breath is repeated the seconds droll on
Each hour that passes is an hour down the drain
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Mighty warriors standing tall
They pierce the sky with spear like spires
I fear one day I might become,
Yet another one of them
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I walk the beach one moonlit night
The rays of light reflecting upon the sea
I built a sandcastle, a tower, and spire
Yet the salty sea foam washed it away
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Two on the stairs
One walks fast with their head up
The other is slow, face down
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Thunder Puddles damp with static
Blue macaws with crystal eyes
Balloons alight like many stars
Such are the musings of a muse
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Oh great Harpy of the skies
Wings of love and wings of pain
Set upon me your greedy eyes
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