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November | 2013 | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. Something in the way she moves. November 3, 2013. It was one of those nights when you would rather walk the block in moonlight as the wind wiped and leaves danced touching every lonely branch before resting at your feet spreading a carpet of melancholy because winter is nigh expectations once high settle for the warmth of the nearest streetlight and no one says … Continue reading →. Follow Blog via Email. Follow Blog via Email.
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release in two poems | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. Release in two poems. October 29, 2014. You can imagine my apprehension. When i heard you got out of prison. We were so close once. Is all that ties us. Do not have the final word. There is more than one way out of the woods. View all posts by phmozley ». 3 poems in proximity. Birds of the air ». Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Follow Blog via Email.
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April | 2015 | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. Birds of the air. April 26, 2015. Bethel (#1) tweeet…tweet…chirppp yes yes of course all of you yes of course you sing because you are alive in motion singing through bars and cages ascending to high places where lies shame and fear disappear in the chorus of your beating wings made weightless by songs that crown the king even the sparrow (#2) … Continue reading →. Follow Blog via Email. Join 899 other followers. Wisdom is a t...
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to all of those with happy homes | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. To all of those with happy homes. December 10, 2013. I walked past you. We shuffled four feet in the street. My eyes were downcast. So i saw your shoes. I noticed your wife. Life sojourns down an awkward path. I reach for things and put them back. I sense death too much. I feel pain/so what. The world is a wound. View all posts by phmozley ». Something in the way she moves. 3 quiet poems about sound ». January 4, 2014, 6:17 pm.
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September | 2013 | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. The love that moves the sun and other stars. September 29, 2013. What love is this that moving me moves still in me to will to its good pleasure does he not lead me past and through the throngs of puritans starving in the breadline of truth what can i see now that i could not see then i could not see then what i can see … Continue reading →. A guy walks into the moon. September 17, 2013. September 12, 2013. My empire of dirt.
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August | 2013 | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. August 25, 2013. Remember the night when the moon covered herself beneath the shroud of ten thousand clouds unfurled as the sand swirled between our toes and the last grains of the hourglass fell like thunderclaps on our true romance you said this night was meant to last that our worlds were one world and our words were … Continue reading →. August 6, 2013. Let’s burn like roman candles in the night. August 6, 2013. You are so...
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October | 2014 | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. Release in two poems. October 29, 2014. You can imagine my apprehension when i heard you got out of prison we were so close once now distant and this tightrope between us is all that ties us to the present in your heart arrows insults ravenous wolves circling growling intent on devouring the hope that they do not have the final word … Continue reading →. 3 poems in proximity. October 22, 2014. October 21, 2014. October 20, 2014.
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December | 2013 | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. To all of those with happy homes. December 10, 2013. I walked past you we shuffled four feet in the street my eyes were downcast so i saw your shoes absorbing the impact i noticed your wife your children your happy existence i walked past life sojourns down an awkward path i reach for things and put them back i sense death too much i … Continue reading →. Follow Blog via Email. Join 899 other followers. Follow Blog via Email.
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naked (a prayer in two parts) | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. Naked (a prayer in two parts). October 18, 2013. To put it as simply as possible. I want to tell you i’m afraid. I’m afraid its too late. There is too much covered to uncover. There cannot exists in this woeful universe. A love that cleanses like water. A life that colors like autumn. A hope that reaches the bottom. It is here that i wait. It is here that my hope wanes. If there is something out there. If someone is listening.
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in the waiting | burndiaries
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself. October 23, 2013. I prepared the room. Of a dusty afternoon. Lay aside your worries. The sound and fury. Of my tragic past. The voice of god. View all posts by phmozley ». Something in the way she moves ». Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Follow Blog via Email.
