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Within a Hazel Soul
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
They sing to me So many birds Resting upon the sentinel trees Standing guard over me Within them,I fly From branch to branch From Earthly sce..
No Strings
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
Always free flow
If I was a Show
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
If I was a Show Entertained the masses would be! The ever bending Twists and turns that surround me A frenzied mind Begets a chaotic world A ..
The Seams
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
Breathing in and out Fighting Each breath a testimony A layered prayer I AM NO ONE I belong to ALL and soon my feathers so newly gained Will..
Intentions
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
Haunted by your own Soul Drifting further in slumber Silence creeping like patience Up my weary limbs Splintered, ravaged Stripped bare Seeping..
All I know
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
All I know is lost Scattering across tides of wind Tails of comets upon the black Diamond speckled sky Fragments of puzzle pieces Raking across..
Nothing
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
A calamity A spark snipped A severed blossom torn Ravaged Swimming in Earth's navel Calling me to volcanoes Swarming with vultures Taunting m..
Existing
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
Speaking breaths scream the common language Anguish, tips the tongue A spear jabbing Striking Just the right twist I feel no need No splice..
Simply Me
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
Crashing waves echo through swaying trees A shotgun blast then two now three Before "They" come I hear heartbeats Feel a swell from well beneath..
Becoming what is Yellow
A Poem by
Priscilla Sayers
I have no misty mountains to gaze upon Though her call rustles with feathered wing A spectrum of rustling leaves during their last breaths..
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