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The great lure of the horizon
stretched before her, out
beyond the fingertips
of her grasping imagination,
Yearning for a greater distance
than her mind could compass

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 02.02.2015 @ 10:41 pm


The walls of the study began to close in on her. Books sagging from their shelves and threatening to drown her in a colossus of knowledge. If she had any say she supposed that it seemed a fitting way to go. But then that’s a common occurrence nowadays–to be killed by the thing we love most.

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 01.24.2015 @ 10:08 pm


There is a wall around my heart
That has no end and has no start
Of greyish, haunting marble stone
It stands there weary and alone

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 02.03.2013 @ 2:43 pm


I could stir my brain with a stick.
The insides sticking, coagulating,
The gray matter reflecting
the gray world
that holds me captive.

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 12.15.2012 @ 3:48 pm


The compact glint
of a thousand lives
decimated instantly
in the blink of an eye

What from these ashes
can ever grow?
Will hope spring from
where sorrow sows?

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 09.11.2012 @ 9:48 pm


I think I have
some Jung on the brain
yearning for word association
until spa becomes spar
becomes battle
becomes victory
becomes life
becomes death
and all the circles in between

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 09.09.2012 @ 7:44 pm


I cling to this sunshine
that wraps around my arms
pulling my skyward
and smoothing me with hope
instilling the belief that
I can go on
for now

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 03.12.2012 @ 8:27 pm

I cling to this sunshine
that wraps around my arms
pulling my skyward
and smoothing me with hope
instilling the belief that
I can go
for now

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 03.12.2012 @ 8:26 pm


I stumbled through the maze
the walls of leaf and vine
and wondered if I would
my destiny soon find

I came to fear the middle
though branches I did rend
for there was the ever-growing fear
that there I’d meet my end

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 02.12.2012 @ 4:08 pm


The walls close in
as I breath out
mimicking my heartbeat
sealing off my shout

The walls close in
as I breath out
and slowly suffocate
on doubt

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 02.07.2012 @ 5:54 pm


The snowflake sparkled in the moonlight,
flitting in daring spirals through the silence,
until it came to land
on the curve
of her cheek
mixing with the teardrop
as graceful and unique
as the flake that had descended
from heaven

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 01.11.2012 @ 3:11 pm


The crash of thunder
against the curve
of her skull
pounding away, an omen of some
as yet unseen,

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 12.19.2011 @ 7:25 pm


Let my horses run free
to the edge of the earth
and come back untainted
with the glow of rebirth

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 11.24.2011 @ 9:15 pm


She played by the rules
and colored in every line
so no one would notice
her complete lack of spine.

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 11.20.2011 @ 1:33 pm


He shuffled the deck of cards, his hands gracefully performing the practiced motion. I studied them, his hands, wrinkled and worn by the ravages of time. Hard and calloused from growing up too much too fast in an age now long forgotten. Hands whose fragility belied the strength behind them and held a thousand stories in their furrowed lines.

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 11.18.2011 @ 1:36 pm


She tires easily now
it seeps into her bones
like a dull acid rain
eating her slowly
from the inside out
until finally, finally she ends
in a glorious implosion

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 11.05.2011 @ 12:24 pm


She cursed as she felt
her hair slick
to her forehead
its strands weighing her down
creating slithering strangleholds
caught in a downpour
powerless to resist
and as she grew heavier
she wondered
how anyone could see this
as cleansing

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 11.04.2011 @ 5:52 pm


It was a combination
of lust and rage
that freed the demon
from its cage
because who can ever
resist the whim?
The carnal temptation,
the night of sin.

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 11.03.2011 @ 8:11 pm


She wanted her life
to be a profound
unfettered by the mundane activities
that were currently stifling her
from the outside in
a bland docility
where wildness
wouldn’t grow

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 11.02.2011 @ 9:10 pm


The epiphany came
in a growing
effervescent glow
creeping up
the tips of her fingers and hands and limbs
until it swallowed her whole
Shivers danced across her skin, stars
flashed behind her eyelids
As she reached out her arms
beseeching him to return

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 11.01.2011 @ 4:22 pm


Let’s make a sacrifice
by breaking the sunbeams
across the altar
of tomorrow
to bring about
a glorious daybreak
as yet unpromised

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.29.2011 @ 9:45 pm


The feeling’s mutual
I guess but
maybe I’m not so sure
as I stand
on the precarious edge
between heart and head
on the great divide between
love and mind
that assures us
that we’re
not dead

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.18.2011 @ 8:18 pm


She painted her life
in dull shades of gray
because she found that it helped
to drive others away

And though she might want them to resist her and stay
She finds that her heart fares much better this way

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.17.2011 @ 6:39 pm


Let us engage
in the art of war
whose majesty lies
in its savage seduction
in its beautiful carnage
and graceful destruction
where shoots push through
the cindery ash
into the afternoon sun

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.16.2011 @ 5:04 pm


I want some sage advice
but it seems that that’s
the stuff of legend
We’re so concerned,
so infinitely wrapped up,
in ourselves

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.15.2011 @ 11:45 am


The stacks of books
covered with dust
breathe out the poetry
within their texts
perfuming the musty air
with their sweet knowledge

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.10.2011 @ 7:44 pm


I want to feel
the electric ignition
of neon lights
arcing across my skin
until I think myself
as prosperous and empowered and free
as the long line of ancestors
stretching behind me

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.07.2011 @ 6:06 pm


I was warned
about the danger
of giving my heart
away to a stranger
but at the time
it seemed so freeing
til past its prime
he crushed my being

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.05.2011 @ 12:58 pm


You try on morals
like I try on skirts
twisting them side to side
and on and off
as fluid and graceful
as if it were an art
because to you they’re a fashion choice
a statement piece
an accessory
to be discarded
as soon as you get bored

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.04.2011 @ 5:27 pm


I suppose you’d like me
to give in
to apologize
to kick
and scream
and beg
but here’s a supposition
you probably never considered:
in the end
I realized
you never meant that much

» Posted By SprawlingInk On 10.03.2011 @ 1:51 pm

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