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Quote- Maya Angelou

You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.

― Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter

 

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March 8, 2019 · 8:42 PM

butterfly scream

The

butterfly

screamed

­

the

pain

was

exquisite

­

illuminated

in

ultraviolet

brilliance

­

dying

in

beautiful

agony

~Melanie Thomason

3/4/19

 

 

 

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snow

a fresh blanket of white

covers a multitude of sins, injustices and dirt

and though out of sight

they always win, cause what you can’t see still can hurt.

~Melanie Thomason

3/4/19

 

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playing at writing

casually

d

r

o

p

p

i

n

g

adverbs

from unrepentant keys

maiming

unsuspecting readers

narrowly

missing the point

plump, wet drops of obsidian

scrawled lackadaisically

… flinging adjectives

castrating connoisseurs

with color

murky

yet,

each silvery word

impregnated

with meaning

~Melanie Thomason

 

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The Reader

His voice

is the night

my eyes dilate

as if under the influence

of too much wine

His voice

is the night

weaving moonbeams

into words

that flicker

and illuminate the dark

that otherwise

would surely consume

the last star, leaving no dust

His voice

is the night

his words

wash over me

like whiskey in my blood

making me limber and free

and I dance

with a grace

I do not posses

~Melanie Thomason

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shine on

I would walk the wild world over

to see you shine your light

into the darkness

~Melanie Thomason

2/27/19

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it’s a good night for murder

his kisses do dazzle

as do his haunting green eyes

& I may always remember his smile

but I will not be his porcelain prisoner

as i know his red heart runs ice cold

and yet if i were to listen to his delicious laughter

old wounds would open and my resolve would weaken

so tonight is the night

I may bleed but I will heal

he will never see morning

~Melanie Thomason

2/27/19

 

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a poem in english… twice ;)

I loveth too much
yet i’m not enow
bid me what thee wanteth

not yond t matt’rs
because what thee wanteth
shall nev’r beest me

but yond’s well enow too
the thee i loveth
is nay longeth’r thee


 

I love too much

yet i’m not enough

tell me what you want

not that it matters

because what you want

will never be me

but that’s okay too

the you i love

is no longer you

 

 

~Melanie Thomason

2/26/19

 

 

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