Process.

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Allow me room, in my Elseworld space

When I become one with, the golden thread,

Piercing the needle’s eye; knowledge and pen I conduct

To work in sequence, I sew pieces together like cloth

Pattern and tune of the stitch,

Relative to recipients.

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Art by: ryky

 

Tailor

 

 

 

Revolutions Per Minute #Revisited

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Like water unmanaged,

Versatile and formless

I seep through the threshold of 

Existential questions, a diverse set of wavelengths

Causation: a portion of my being,

Conjuring the unpredictable.

As my vessel traverses through

The coldest winters you unload,

My spirit and soul orbit around my casing,

R-P-Ms range from here to there

Circular motions from my ethereal form,

Making rounds at the centre; my core, 

Drenched, in heavenly light.

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Art by:  ryky

 

Wheel

 

 

Spectrum -_-_- Consciousness

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A simple, delicate kiss, from those sweet lips

Proceeds to be that which gives

A lapse to cognitive functions;

For but a second, what follows, besides

A Kickstarter to, perhaps, the most persistent

Stream of thoughts; coiling, concentric circles

Around me, like an asteroid belt,  

Overwhelming but enticing.

 

What they see as just another piece

Is to me, another window

They fail to peek through,

We, as poets, do not just write, no,

No… it’s not that simple bystander,

We open gateways to a new universe.

 

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Art by: ryky

 

Commit

 

//Good//Bye ()

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*Final piece for this () series of poems*

*

Benefits of tonal shifts

The pressure encapsulating my heart

Dispersed, harnessed and reversed

From a dark pigment to an everlasting glow.

*

If I am to continue, on this journey

Darkness volleyed my way …

Love is all I need strive to return

From my end of the court, to yours.

*

To be who I need to be,

I need to acknowledge; let go,

The phantom pain…

We were not meant to be

And that’s alright… 

We embrace love in different ways

And hate you, I will not, instead

I will reflect on our triumphs;

Our cherished moments.

*

Unveiling my humanity, a rare sight to see

But, for you, I will

“You meant a lot to me

Good-bye …”

For real this time.

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Photograph by: incolor16

Relieved