#61

Only the shadow
of wasted years,
like darkness
inside a tired blink,
breaks the tedious light
of her reflection.

An old mirror sighs again.

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Linked to 3WW Week #438 (Reflect, Tedious, Waste)

#60

Let the mist hide
every thought that was,
that will be,
fall backwards
into the cloud river,
do you still know
I will be there to catch you?

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#59

Love poems
collide
with lonely hearts
in the crowded fissures
of the dark light.
The moon yawns
and switches channels.
Another boring night.

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Linked to 3WW (Boring, Dark, Lonely)

#58

Temporary outage,
the whole starlight grid is down.
See that cold new moon,
standing aloof in the dark,
burying her guilty smile
in a cloud.

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Linked to 3WW (Aloof, Temporary, Whole)

#57

The staccato cough
of a stubborn zipper-
an obedient shadow
frees itself
from its sombre half,
its raspy voice
denouncing
the devious light.

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Linked to 3WW Week No. 434 (Obedient, Raspy, Sombre)

#56

The sensuous night,
stardust and moonlight
wet on her hungry lips,
slowly unties
the tangled clouds,
threatens the silence of dead emotions.

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Linked to 3WW Week No. 432 (Dead/ Hungry/ Threaten)

#55

Silver blemish on her cheek
like an erect phoenix
rising from her
lopsided smile,
his hands shake
as he strains the Milky Way
into her eyes.

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Linked to 3WW Week No. 431 (Blemish/Erect/Lopsided)

#54

Cupid’s shot was clean,
piercing the moon’s fleshy cheek;
she disappeared
into the night,
leaving a molten silver smile,
blushing in the sky.

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Linked to 3WW Week No. 427 (Clean/Fleshy/Pierce)

#53

Not heard of this war,
of that love,
dream storms on liquid moons?
Who are you,
the words ask,
why haven’t the stars
told you
these stories?

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April:#39- 27/30

#52

They reasoned all night,
a melded catharsis
that surged
from a singularity
down rounded angles
where weeping bodies meet.
At dawn, she left.

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April:#38- 26/30