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Love, Death, and Vengeful Tidal Waves

Kenneth, loves satire and writings to spotlight others, but he also has an "addiction" so to speak, to dramatic and abstract/prose poetry.


It was the same moment that I met her, and in a wink, I saw her fade
The same breath we breathed, and the same when we parted ways.
The memories of silken silver sashes we made,
Leaving me hypnotized in a lover's stupor'd gaze.

Falling in love with a soul mate is a poem half-written
A meal half-eaten and a journey half-taken.
A sunrise half witnessed and a gathering half sitting.
Then the stove now cold--unable to cook her meal bakened.
Half thrown-out and drained from heart
Hating the foggy eve and hiding from the tide.
Tearing my life in pieces into a million parts.
What wild stallion knows who taught him to ride?

Princesses come and go like the lake land geese
Like the hungry, sly wolves laying in wait
For virgin girls of life's true age now flees
Young men fishing, waiting to open the gates.
Oh, dragons of brown, sticky hide . . .
Cry loudly threatening of life and death . . .
Stomping their aim to true youth, valiantly born,
And valiantly grown . . .

Seething with ancient angers now rise . . .
Suffering through silence sleeping eyes . . .
Lies told with wings flapping to fly . . .
Dragons now old, dying a breath over their skies.


© 2018 Kenneth Avery

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