Lazarus Knix

You, see the world through the eyes of a child-
One who has contemplated the soft chirping of
The emerald crickets at midnight.
One who gathers the brown leaves of autumn together
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When I journey on jade grass blades,
They harshly bend beneath my feet,
And though their tips and soil meet-
My footsteps do not make them stay.
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I had a dream-
A dream that I’d lost you,
Amongst a fog of twisted hate.
And Then, I awake-
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A northern wind and lighthouse,
Are arguing once more,
Their quarrel seems to be about,
Whom better keeps the shore.
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Auburn hair
Gently
Genuflects Over
Two pale shoulders-
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When I see
A writers block,
It's placed
In my collection.
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Death seemed my servant upon the road,
Where every footstep echoed casually,
And no waylay would come unto my heart-
No frozen peaks of truth,
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Dark vapor, twisted twilight.
Still nightfall - missing moonlight.
Quaint breeze, sluggish, cold.
Sky line- drooping, droll.
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I move through your eyes

Like existence to the future
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The wind wraps
White shadow
Around the rough,
Rocky marrow
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Life is divided into,
Two states of being-

That which is stillness,
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My shadow leaps across the street,
And rests upon a slender tree.
It’s limbs are bent down in an ark,
By some wind song after dark.
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The wind exhales;
Plucking pink petals from the trees,
Falling, Mounding, beneath a canopy,
Like amputated sparrow tails
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If A be one and B be Two
And pattern does predict,
Then clearly just the letter Z
Would equal twenty six!
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Skin of tarnished silver,
Arched forehead and
Welcoming handle,
His teeth, Four prongs,
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When I rest, I dream of clay-
Towering mountains of unshaped human potential
Wet with the white rain
Of possibilities
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Touched by the temporal clouds
Engrossed with Earth’s circular rhythm,
Thrilling! the dynamics of destiny.
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The army ants march in a momentous percussion,
Keeping the timing of tenor toned sparrows.

The caustic, quivering chorus of tree cicadas
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Dependent on imagination,
A harsh fluctuation,
Of fears linking, like
A firm handshake
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