Phil de Lange Poems

And so I watched
in awe
-submerged under the moon's omnipotent sea-
An outstretched fiend
...

In the darkest hollow where
echo giants live,
a Lonely Cricket screams cowardly
in cold boots
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At only the rain's end
will I breathe my own
sweet silence
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I planted a seed of false belief
to watch it grow;
(the slightest sting)
under six feet of libel smiles
...

I lay praying for divine stars
to exorcise these troubles,
haunting that seventh swing of
happiness;
...

We told stories,
with salty eyes
of frail folk sleeping awake
in times illusion
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Let us live with the clouds,
dreamy like white lilies
in a sky blue lake
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We cry;
like heavens wispy blanket
Our tears fall like
the stars
...

Watch as the sky, so
ominous and bright
Thrust open its wings,
on shattered doorsteps!
...

emerald eyes glowed just enough to wake intrigue,
centered in the icy asphalt
it stood on the hunchback mountain
...