Alyx True Edge Poems

There, where the creek goes blind
and darkening woods meet fields of rye
wrapped in peace, the time and all sorrows pass
strip them off, leave them on this tiny patch of grass
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A world overheated,
brightly burning and boiling in its bone marrow.
Take the taiga and the tundra,
take what is left untreated.
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With her eyes wandering along the kerbside of his face,
she forgot what she was looking for.
Her face is submerged in a surprised frown,
as her facial staccato resolves into innocent laughter.
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For so long I have been waiting on you my dear,
open windows, a weary breeze sweeps in and out,
recollecting starlit summer nights and racous laughter,
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Misty fingers extend from my forceful streams or
as if the birth of clouds was Neptune's matter

Reaching out for all the rusty ships passing by
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Feet once moving lightly,
Nowadays lightly stay in place.

A strong will once insisting,
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Finding courage to go your own way,
the unique and rewarding journey
but what if every step you might take
on your unique, varied, flat or steep path
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Carry me far away,
dear thought of my hat gone astray
found you on my head!
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You stutter your last vow of loyalty,
pause and press enter if you agree,

Your time passes and you feel it coming,
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Blurry bloody ballet of a summer sky
hear a wet weeping beyond arid walls
daily horror creeping into sheltered lives
hear the swearing beyond a thick fog isle
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