Bev Flynn's Blog, page 18
August 4, 2018
Writ... beneath the water
Poetryis silent blending pleasure... and regretthe throwback, of a sound a consciousness or dare.The breath, of bittersweetlies writ... beneath the watera placewe dreamers coiland choke.. and flaildrawing inspiration on the underside, of air
July 30, 2018
The poem, and the need
I write of Poison summersof faces, hearths... and soulson other seascollarbones, and phantom fingertips.So many nightsmy words, I leave undoneyet the poem, and the need go on... and on
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I write of Poison summersof faces, hearths... and soulson other seascollarbones, and phantom fingertips.So many nightsmy words, I leave undoneyet the poem, and the need go on... and on
July 27, 2018
Art and heartbeats, matted
Mounting life, and legacyfor those.. I'll never knowprivate revelationsto coming generationsthese poet-dark aversions ...of my ghost.My art and heartbeats, mattedon pages... in preserve.One hundred lyric years from nowwill any one... read my words?
July 25, 2018
Blister
As pen.. begins to blisterwhile stroking fire, to wordyour fingers, charred from tenderness or rage drive it, off the page.#nycpofest
Chemistry, in flashback
When risen Words, envelopeas slivers, fumes.. or raintheir chemistry, in flashbackcan fill your ghost, with smoke.You inhale, deepto isolate their memorythen ache.. to put aside that scent, of a lover's soul
July 24, 2018
Snowfall, burned to stream
His wheel, rotates the lielike halo.. to a cloudor snowfall, burnedinto a summer stream.I've waited, for the flaketo blur my lips.I own the blame of reasonI've whirled, beneath each seasoninhaling words, for clarity.In truth, I've always knownit's clearest.. being me
July 23, 2018
Shadow of myself
The light, from verse keeps pull at meit's might... of overthrowfinds portal, from the moon.I'm too loudin the shadow of myself.Somenights..all a Poem does, is wound 
July 21, 2018
As the droplets, linger
Square of panea launching sitefor hunger, and releaseuninterruptedas the droplets, linger.Shadows, raised to storma secrecy, is felledcommitment,and a shock of rain they need... nobody else
