graphicsman77

Added a bunch of new writings in the Writers group. All my friends, go check it out and tell me what you think? I crave feedback!

WALLPAPER

"Hi!," she said, smiling as she moved gracefully down the hall towards the spot where I stood, leaning against the wall," What're you doing?"
"I'm learning to be wallpaper," I replied, raising my head enough to meet her gaze.
"Is there some kind of trick to it," she asked playfully, teasing me with her seductive grin.
"Well, Bridgette, you don't just learn to be...
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Alone

i ride home on a tiger
made of cheese;
yellow and striped with black mold
and when i am there
i am not alone.
Anguish and Grief
are my companions
Together
we talk for hours
about stupid stuff
like me and chivalry
and the way an autumn moon
brushes across your face.
Together
we mourn the days of life
that are past,
a menagerie...
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The Hall Of Hauhet

I stood
in the hall of Hauhet,
with its obsidian
spires scraping sky,
and watched
a crescent satellite
perform its exquisite minuet;
And in that pensive moment,
as I stood,
lost in the eurythmics of it all,
I saw myself,
the headliner
of a burlesque dramalogue,
each tear carefully choreographed,
my eyes adusk
in crepuscular glee;
And somewhere in the indistinctness,...
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How Free

Aren't we like Jell-O, though,
tightly pressed
into our molds,
forced to become something
beyond our control
And it is there,
while we refrigerate
cooled and hardened
and set in our ways,
that we sacrifice
our innocence
for the sake of conformity
and yet we remain
so firm in our malleability,
living oxymorons,
giving testament to the truth
that we all ought to...
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Love Lies Bleeding
by graphicsman77

Cimmerian mists
ooze a damson nocturne,
rubiginous buds bloom un-noticed-
As two lovers linger in amorous collusion;
A streetlamp proliferates
its wine-colored lumination
across the avenue,
and the neon fixture
of a neighboring storefront
casts a carnelian glow
upon the scene;
While frolicsome shadows dance about
in negrescent celebration,
a night owl hoots in harmony
with the whispering intonation
of...
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