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Eusebeia Philos: Complexity
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Other worlds exist beneath the surface of my assumptions. Thursday, June 13, 2013. Creates tasks harder to complete. Has always been my tendency. If fills, consumes - my life replete. With its stress, and no way to cheat. 169;Eusebeia Philos 2013. A rondelet written for dVerse Poets. Form For All The Rondelet. June 13, 2013 at 6:29 PM. No way to cheat, thats for sure.great job with the prompt. June 13, 2013 at 7:12 PM. Hey Andrea. Hah. Cheating increases the complexity. Thanks so much. Have a good week.
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Eusebeia Philos: American Sentences
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Other worlds exist beneath the surface of my assumptions. Ethereal ideas float far above our muddy experience. For a moment, a crazy moment, my world spun back on its axis. Truths dreamt through the night, denied by accusation of morning's first light. Deepest thoughts when no one is here, this isolation - my confessor. The unexpected does not surprise me, since it happens so often. Deep in a flashback, adrift, I returned home as the song ended. Angels are building an addition behind for extra guests.
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Eusebeia Philos: Wall
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Other worlds exist beneath the surface of my assumptions. Saturday, October 25, 2014. We've all climbed that wall. To see a different madness. Mine is so ordinary. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Some of my poems have been included in:. Vol2,3,4,5. Tanka Anthology Vol.2, 4. NPR Tell Me More. Muses and Metaphor Series. A Journal of World Tanka. 65279; Early on you taught me, remember. Your hand, butter biscuit warm reached out to feel my shadow until my face. Coming back by leaving. Complexity ...
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Politics | bluebellina
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July 18, 2015. Fields of yellow husks. Remains of people lost in mind. They burn under a hot hot sun. Wave forlornly in the slight breeze. Giants blowing kisses on the run. Pacing left in seven league boots. Over mountains and then the plains. They trample down the right. Crush underfoot their stolen views. Without a whimper or a fight. Fossilised remains of those. Sneak over bridges underground. We’ll never ever understand. As they set fire to the fields. How they can hate their fellow man. Where genero...
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Eusebeia Philos: kill the monster
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Other worlds exist beneath the surface of my assumptions. Saturday, March 2, 2013. Photo credit: Photo Pin. Headstone an impromptu table. For dirt banquet in the night. No fork, just a needle. Feasting on monster flesh. I control the beast. Every bite i grow smaller. 169;Eusebeia Philos 2013. Written for dVerse Poetics: An Evening of Short Verses. March 2, 2013 at 9:46 PM. March 2, 2013 at 10:22 PM. March 2, 2013 at 10:52 PM. March 2, 2013 at 11:21 PM. March 3, 2013 at 1:01 AM. March 3, 2013 at 9:48 AM.
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Eusebeia Philos: Dirt
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Other worlds exist beneath the surface of my assumptions. Monday, July 21, 2014. We survey the land. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Some of my poems have been included in:. Vol2,3,4,5. Tanka Anthology Vol.2, 4. NPR Tell Me More. Muses and Metaphor Series. A Journal of World Tanka. 65279; Early on you taught me, remember. Your hand, butter biscuit warm reached out to feel my shadow until my face. Coming back by leaving. Worth the While of Questions. Complexity creates tasks harder to complete&...
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Eusebeia Philos: Turn
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Other worlds exist beneath the surface of my assumptions. Wednesday, March 13, 2013. 65279;. Early on you taught me,. Your hand, butter biscuit warm. Until my face turned to you,. Tasting your sweet breath. When we talk,. Teetering with toes to the edge of. A deep canyon where stars. Hide until you bid them. Green and brown stares lock,. Mixing in water colors of. So do pages in a family album. Life left your eyes,. Bits of me were lost in. I am solvent, blended. Relative to you, I. A monitor screen,.
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Eusebeia Philos: Tomorrow
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Other worlds exist beneath the surface of my assumptions. Monday, May 26, 2014. A presumption held lightly. A mad dash through. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Some of my poems have been included in:. Vol2,3,4,5. Tanka Anthology Vol.2, 4. NPR Tell Me More. Muses and Metaphor Series. A Journal of World Tanka. 65279; Early on you taught me, remember. Your hand, butter biscuit warm reached out to feel my shadow until my face. Coming back by leaving. Worth the While of Questions. Complexity create...
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Eusebeia Philos: Volkodlak
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Other worlds exist beneath the surface of my assumptions. Saturday, May 4, 2013. Keeping my distance,. Picking at my nails. Running fingers through my hair. Fighting an urge to eat. When I heard again. Told in the small, stuffy kitchen. A few sitting around the wobbly table. Others leaning against the dated wallpaper. Teta, wrinkled, small,. With a slight five-o-clock shadow. Breathed the legend out. Her voice merges with my thoughts,. There is no difference. But for my perspective. Our own had named.
