Lips of Wonder
her lips lay on the sky of wonder
the eyes of a raven, they thunder
she speaks in terms of yarned loom
as her tone kisses the lone room
for what do her eyes flutter?
From her wings, i pluck a feather...
poem by Oscar Portman
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Death in a Breath
I care not of life nor death
It’s all a waste of meaningless breath
I care not for today nor tomorrow
For it all just ends in meaningless sorrow
The fleeting raven in the apple tree
As the rainstorm destroys the orchard free
And lethargy demands my liturgy
I fear no trouble or pain of gain
But I am gears; clutchless,
Unresponsive without stimulus
Sick of imitating imitations
Drawn to fear all revelations
And I don’t want any more explanations…
poem by Oscar Portman
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