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Mo Piquette Poems
Standing among the inconsolable. Shoulders meet, faces greet. Unshedded tears gasping for air.
The Proximity Effect
Thoughts reverberating. Attempting to quantize... one.two.three.four.
Burden of Experience
Everyday I forgive myself. Tunnels fostered by tall buildings
Speak and Listen
When wounded, may we bleed in peace. Blood as our ink Until the poison existing on such tongues Drips itself dry.
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
Standing among the inconsolable.
Shoulders meet, faces greet.
Unshedded tears gasping for air.
Painted with the buds of sweet smells
Reminiscing of a life that once stood
among this vibrant cluster of hues.
Her eyes reflecting
Shades of yesterdays
hazed over with red, white and blue.
My arm wraps around her,
a simple hold releases
the sea of tears crashing
into her hands.
All we've known, oceans apart.
All we are, side by side.
Words never uttered
Everything is spoken.
Only love will keep her afloat.