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Posts tagged “brick

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Shadow Tree

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Amalgamation

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Gleam

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Fleeting

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Of Brick, Cloud, and Dirt

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Closed

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I Traveled from Mountain to Brick

Under a crowd of lowly clouds
Gathered low in their windy homes
I traveled from mountain to brick

I left a muted skyline thick with trees
Gathered high in their windy homes
Above a crowd of lowly clouds

I stood in the long shadow of the smokestack
As leaves of variant and vibrant yellows
Danced like a vortex of amber, gold, and sun

I stomped my feet to wake them from the cold
Then thrust my arms into that leafy, swirling saffron
And danced in circles as a guest inside their windy homes.

© Mike Yost


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Maroon

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Mere Words

Sometimes these words fail to convey a true experience
And their precision strikes as a blunt blade
Unable to pierce down deeply into that . . .
That which turns beneath his chest
That which pulls at his bones
That which hides in the cornered, obsidian shadows
Cast long by a mind locked tightly inside a fragile skull
With a hidden universe of memories and concepts looking out through a lens
Gazing through glass at . . . something he can’t really describe with mere words

© Mike Yost


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Just Turn Left

© Mike Yost