#turningthephrase — Public Fediverse posts

**You Were There

To be More
is everything
you're hungry for
Only your touch on this
moment is too fleeting
to generate anything but
leftover memories of a tradition
A collision of time revealing
in a blur of headlights
what you'd written on the
windowpane once
"I was here"
So be here
with me
then

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**Who's Responsible For This?

I should be afraid
Of what blossoms in the
shadow of a world where
fear is a piano forte we've
all learnt to play
The self righteous
crack of gunfire muzzling
the grim sound of glass
crumbling into the
grave dust staining our
hands with the blood
of innocents
And I am
Aren't you?

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**Fahrenheit Something Or Other

There is no more
Effectual way of stifling
The hard fought freedoms
That have proven so fragile
Than by barring us
From anything that might
Be called #knowledge
A strategy that oddly
Echoes on paper
And in every other way
A blueprint of oppression
I recognise all too well

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**A Losing War**

A fallen shield mirrors
The red of the sinking sun
Staining the edges of
Battered armour where
Where crimson life bleeds
Into rust and pours out what
Remains of a broken heart
In a glass coursing with
The poison of betrayal
Love is a battlefield
And I tire of this war

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**Mapping The Divide

Our relationship map
Has contour lines stacked
where the sharp edge of
silence drops into a canyon
you're desperate to fill
But the baggage has so far
down to fall & I kept climbing
for that #star you promised
So it'll be a while before
you're on my level
And that's alright
By me

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**Freedom On The Edge Of Everything

In a hollow of stars that hides
Far beyond the midnight sky
We danced with the wild abandon
Of hearts untamed by sorrow
And it was a moment of freedom
There at the very edge of space
You & I, hands entwined
Or maybe just a little bit of heaven
And you
You were everything
And more

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**When Did That Happen?

The Middle #Class Is Disappearing
A headline on a space filler article
And I had to stop for a minute
Because how exactly
Do you just erase
One of the largest groups
Of people in the world
And no one's staging a riot?
And when did we start believing
We're worth so little?

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**Universal Child

I would dream
In the way that words do
But my pen weeps
Ink blots & watercolour visions
Of fragile hearts caged
Behind the star fire
And earth song woven into
A prison of blood & bone
By the vastness of the universe
Each breath fueling the
Ripples of flames
That are a soul ablaze

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**I'd Like It If You Kissed Me

You turn on a smile
And smouldering eyes
And every thought disappears
While I turn to putty
Waiting for the
Touch of your hands
If...
That's what you want?
Coz I'm totally gay for girls
And don't take hints too well
So would you please
Just kiss me
If you're gonna
Kiss me
Already

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**Just A Small Town Girl**

Wide eyed and rictus smiled
I'm clinging on for dear life
First class ticket clutched in hand
And there's a #banshee howling
Some storm chaser's lament
While this one way train
The conductor bailed
Out of two stops ago
Heads straight for the tunnel
At the end of the line
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**Hidden Hearts**

In a place that's as far from the world as it can be
In the most hidden depths of a bottomless #cave
Stands a fortress carved from its diamond core
Within this lies a secret room where an icy heart softens
Frozen roses in the fire rekindled by a single word
And it is Mine
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In this lonely season's
mind, it was 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 that were
the problem!

Why should Winter
be a metaphor
for discontent?

It's not like
they don't know
I'm coming...

I have own beauty:
a brittle, cold and
barren one perhaps.

See my morning skies
red with rage.

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Like the wandering lost
— who go a'blackberry
picking — unable to
find their way to heaven
having once paid a false
pardoner's fee, she still
searches for what she's owed,
but without the knowledge
that she so clearly needs...

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Serenaded by morning rain
that flamencoed, staccato
on the window pane,

seducing me to
a dalliance
with the world's charms

that spilled open
like treasure chest
beyond the sanctity

of my inner space.
Warm and sheltered,
the rain made me long

for more...

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ask the song
to fill ur heart
ask the words
not to pull u apart

ask the poem
to lift ur soul
ask the verses
to make u whole

ask the novel
to enrich ur mind
ask the chapters
to let ur thoughts unbind

ask me anything
that u desire
ask for me,
ur wayward fire
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through ambient static
our frequencies
attuned —

a signal
of a mutual intent
to connect,

despite the
distracting crackle
in the air...

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Must you
roam the clouds,
rubbing out
the silver linings
and feeding
on the rains?

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Where love burned,
there remains an ashen scar;

Where hate burned,
there remains an empty heart;

When love burns,
a phoenix love will grow;

When hate burns,
love's seed cannot be sown;

Embrace love, despite the pain,
for a more fertile life after the rains.

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I drove past
where I once played
the other day.

A green that contained
oceans & mountains
seemed a much smaller place now.

A stadium
where I scored
Cup Final goals on repeat,

just a patch of grass,
stared at by rows
of terraced houses

crucible for my dreams

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Why would it be that
a story needs telling?
Besides imagination
swelling, stories
are selling the truth
in a way that engages,
enrages, makes us
turn pages — stories
force open our minds
and all this despite
a fictional stance —
but the tales
entrance us yet...
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when the lights fade
the fun begins:

stars shoot across the sky;
coy Moon blushes
at Mars,
while bats flutter
flirtatiously
past the eaves.

foxes reach
a passionate crescendo,
shattering tranquil night's
dark glass.

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the passenger
next to me
on the train:
a book left unread

two hours transit
train sliding
through the cold
Winter rain

no words passed
not wishing
to trespass
on another's peace

but, oh, what if
I'd turned to him
and turned those pages —
what stories within?
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frozen roses in the fire:
beauty preserved,
only to die,
thaw and die again —

let them live
fierce and thorny
wild, but beautiful,
upon my heart's bed

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Now I know that...

it only serves to
poison the memory
of that starlit night

Now I know that...

bonds that anchored
me to sanity
are now frayed

Now that I know that...

it reminds me
of the lie I've been
forced to live

Now that I know that
you're my father

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Joe had lived a long life, yet unspent years still stretched out before him. Newly a grandfather, he saw the world with fresh eyes.

In the morning they would count the jewels formed in the dew before going home to traverse the seven seas in a laundry basket. #turningthephrase

like wild horses,
his kids rampage
over the crest of the hill fort

their voices, kites,
trail behind in the breeze
furthering from him

he reaches out a hand,
forlornly. He knows not
what for

their voices returned first
older now, less free,
but still his

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New moon,
same shadows:
Apollo's ancient
pattern,
turning tides,
making mad blood stir —
lupine.

New sun,
same shadows:
drawn, flaming,
by a chariot,
heralding life,
flattening the land —
leonine.

Night's dog;
Day's cat;

Ying.

Yang.

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new moon, old shadows
same tides dragging us back in
decay and renewal

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