Tag: season
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Always and Forever
He buries his heart Beneath a bed of broken Thorns feeling the autumn Breeze becoming Winter winds along a Darkened sky. Carrying tiny Shards of reality along his Emotions slicing the pages From his mind’s diary made Cynical by the freezing December night. As the year Enters another twilight pressing Against his recollections of her […]
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Snowflakes
Faint words of familiar sentiments falling upon my heart and mind; the language conjured spirits from my past. I looked for the bottle but all I could find was regret. So much confusion within the chaos; my flesh burns from the sting of scorpions, they cannot understand what I’ve been through nor will they understand […]
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Review: The Walking Dead – “Start to Finish”
The mid-season finale. Last week, we rejoiced at Glenn Rhee resurrection from his perpetrated death and absence from the show for three-weeks; we felt the shifting perplexity of hope and despair within the Alexandria community. Tonight, we saw the weight of the world come crashing down on them. This episode resembled The Walking Dead comic-book issue […]
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Patiently Waiting
Morning light obscured by the frosted memories; time carries no sympathy for the remorse of seconds traveling within my shivering hands. I dream of sleep. Attempting to free my mind of thoughts by staring at the sunless horizon. Taunted by clichés; these menageries clouding the moment. I long for sustenance. The refrigerator is full of […]
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Transparent
The morning smells like rain…again. There are some things that stay in question, mostly bitter-sweet sentiments masked as joy and happiness; it is funny how the straight and narrow road is really a circle, the perceptions of progress are illusions because the accompanying footprints are different. Here I am taking steps back only to reach […]
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One Day
Quiet nights spent lying on a bed of nails, feeling the pricks of tearful dreams. My conscious mind whispering judgment, telling me that it can never be; a broken heart, denying its true feelings for the sake of expectation. A lie meant to build barriers, to prevent me from seeing the beauty of the possibility. […]
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Sunset
Voices echo from the halls of distant memories; the sky darkened by migrating shadows. Love was found at the height of appeal; that moment of joy arrived quickly and deteriorated rapidly. Life consumed the space reserved for happiness; absence of trust broke our hearts and shattered our perceptions. We know the question and fear the answer; […]
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In the End
Another night spent tossing-and-turning; hot and cold sensations keeping pace with the quiet commotion. Not sure what I am wrestling with; my mood is fine but there is a feeling of twisted darkness within. I am aware of the turmoil this season brings; seeing the pieces of animosity gathering as a pile of dust around […]
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Fading Skies
Moments written upon tattered pages Absorbing the last drops of ink. Her melancholy spirit seeing The threads of tomorrow Unravel along the edges. Hearing the words from those She loved whispering, “Close your eyes.” Refusing to wait for twilight; Deciding to watch the sun Disappear, within the fading skies.
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Downpour
Torrential rain,downpour,torturous drops saturatingthe psyche. Flooding with psychosis. Thoughts flowing,searching for stability;keeping reason from drowningwithin insanity. Tears drip,mingling among the drizzle,as the storm subsides. Shimmering light reflectsupon standing puddlesfrom the sun’s salvation. No longer waiting behind the clouds.
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Croatoan 2.0
The first episode of Supernatural season eleven looks like a blend of situations from previous seasons. The darkness possess your body like a virus (more like Croatoan), Dean and Sam talking about changing their ways and yet they start off keeping secrets, a baby, Castiel in another predicament that requires help from Dean, and Crowley, […]
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Sober
The intoxication fades, we feel the mental torment of piercing venality. This pain leading us to fields of unrequited affection; Despondent emotions drifting towards the center of the night. We become lost, stumbling through the void into these broken plains; those untended fences damaged by the force of storms. Demons are in the mist, Phantoms […]
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Sands of Time
Moments resting on desperation; Heat and perspiration Seeking an angel’s forgiveness. The hourglass is broken, Grains of precious sand Slipping between our fingers. Yesterday is all we remember. The day is now lost Tomorrow is soon abandoned.
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1st Monday – October
The first Monday of October 2015 and the morning sunrise halted by a thunderstorm. I did not sleep well last night so, the pattern of poor sleep pickups where it left off on Friday. Today was “Leg” day, my 3:00 a.m. workout went well, and I am down three pounds from a week ago. It is […]
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Leaves
Mornings have gotten a little darker; the light of day a little shorter. Wiping the dust from these abandoned memoirs; fingerprints remaining on the discarded history. Autumn leaves departing from the dying trees. The ground saturated by the fallen. Our time has ended. Watching nature say goodbye; listening to the message of a season’s eulogy.
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Departure
The beginning and the end; an old tree fell in the midst of the forest, exposing the cracks of time. The epoch of wisdom within the rings; the wars, the winters, and the weeping. There is no sun nor rain just a eulogy spoken within the darkness; the hope among the seasons quickly passed away.
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