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I am in me
yesterday's dust
scorched by dead fires
meaning is lost
in pealing bells
crossed wires tangle
overhead and upwards
I raise my gaze
to hope
unseeing answers.

Sun shines
shadows shake
buffeted trees dance
tenacious blossom
sky folds and lowers
I know to go
but rooted
and barefoot
I bleed within.

Drops soft
balm fools
tears that tear
apart emotion
lulled temporarily
until the tumult
bears down
searing skin
I want the pain
I've been waiting.

Poetry by shells
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Written on 2017-03-08 at 00:46

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very good. I think we all would like to be exorcised from our past. Many people do it by moving from place to place. I agree that the short lines make this so effective. Bravo.

Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!

The short lines are very effective, very potent ...

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
This reminds me why I read so many poems, looking for one, like this, that makes the effort worthwhile.