Bev Flynn's Blog, page 31
August 31, 2017
Come to terms
Drafting verse, and fableI find, my hidden slantquill, to inkI come to terms.Reclusiveness, and curtained rainI've no need.. to explain
Mid-distance
Her backdrop madeof words.. and rainrinsed, in greyand deep persistence.Near, yet farshe feels, his Presenceloving her... mid-distance
Abstract
Abstract slangupon a pageI guard the weaknessbuilt, in me.These words,that I feel strange to tellare just a latent version.. of myself
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i wonder
i wonderwhat you're doing whilethe windbeats back your need.i wonderwho's your keeper, as you bleed.i wonderwho inhibited.. our dream
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She cannot leave
Her structured soulexplodes in want,and wanderluststill.. she cannot leave.A restlessnessdissolves, beneath her skinstill.. she dreams
Looking glass
Gatheredin the prophet, of a looking glassyou echo... my beliefsin idyll-rendered kiss.Poet, in the offingyou've ransomed me... to this
