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Midnight
Midnight He holds my hand as we fall asleep: our fingers wound together like the binding of a well-worn book, the edges of our feet resting against each other -
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
Arizona Voice
Arizona Voice A stone is not so easily touched. Murmurs of motion evoke something deep within the layers of hardened earth.
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
Lucifer. Content Warning.
Lucifer In the absence of light we fall - the black descent through the suffocation of night. Walls enclose until escape is but a distant hope -
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
The Love of a Married Man Is an Underrated Terror
The Love of a Married Man is an Underrated Terror The love of a married man is an underrated terror - his gaze glittering with passing street lamps,
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
1100 S.
1100 S. Venice is beautiful. Not unlike a late blooming rose so often misunderstood. Life surges behind eclectic rock and molded metal.
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
Someday
Someday A kingly blanket will coat all green, bleaching the land with a freezing certainty. Someday all will be keen on appraising the silent renewal of nature.
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
La Manche. Content Warning.
La Manche Black ice slams into my whole paralyzing my being blurring my vision letting me enter the beast blind and bound
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
Psychoneurosis
Psychoneurosis Take me on a journey away from Dear Vincent with his soft hair and starry nights. I hate them. Darkness makes it impossible to see
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
Nebula
Nebula Waves of exhaustion crash into you. Let them seep in past the barrier. Let them melt into your false reality; your fake identity.
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
Haphazard Lines
Haphazard Lines My words don't tell stories, at least not sensible ones. I'm not a sensible person. I mold my lines into words.
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
My Eventuality
My Eventuality We are backwards, upside down, and inside out. Rebirth requires many a thing - First must be last. It's right to jump up jump up and get down -
By Amanda Reifert2 years ago in Poets
Valentines Poems/Rhymes, Format or None Contest
Chocolate-covered pretzels and Truffles were the prizes. I have T-shirts and other gifts but you just have to give me chocolate for a Valentine's prize of this size. So many friends entered. Most that have participated before, Many contributed six or seven entries.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets