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OursI heard a voice echoing through Manhattan
on a December night when the air was static
and the sky was made of ash.

We were two specks of dust
who drifted into one another
at the feet of trembling buildings,
unable to shake day-old snow from their
concrete skin.

I had wandered the earth in search of
the barefooted pioneer I once was,
the fearless pirate I longed to be.
I heard a voice echoing through
urban alleyways on a December night
when I found something
far beyond what I was looking for.

Every relentless snowflake that
clung to my eyelashes
melted beneath your
weightless breath;

and I was weightless, too.

You took my h

It's all in the eyesIn his eyes, I see
all the childish desires
he has no intention
of suppressing.

Flecks of green,
fingertips of an endless forest.
Leaves that long to cut their tether
and aimlessly find their way
to the other side of the earth.

He stares
as if he doesn't see
what's in front of him, as if
he's hit rewind, and is replaying
all of the marvelous things
those emerald irises
have absorbed.

His eyelashes
are not stroked by the stale air
of suburbia,
but by the newborn breath of
an electric ocean;
streaks of lightning,
endlessly extending
into an earth that trembles
beneath his feet.

He is a pioneer of the unnecessary,
o

Spring ThunderstormClouds gather
above a shivering landscape,
and it's time for our lips
to cease the utterance
of empty words.

Raindrops find their way
through open windows,
and the drapes caress the wind
as my fingertips discover
the heat of your skin.

The sky ignites
between our lips,
and in your eyes I see
the universe.
Stars burning,
thunder rolling,
infinity forever shifting
between us.

Lightning strikes,
and our hearts are no longer
timid metronomes,
but a thunderstorm of early Spring;
holding eternity within
every drop of rain.

Never Rest AgainThis world's strange workings
are far beyond my comprehension.

All I know is that you
woke something in me
that will never rest again.

I am a grain of sand among vast oceans,
but I hold the universe
in my hands.

The Hummingbird AwakesThe hummingbird awakes and brightly sings
The rising sun caught in her feathered breast
My fingers pluck a song from golden strings
accompany as she performs her best
The trees extend their limbs with windblown grace
A burst of color strewn across the sky
My bare feet feel their age-old bark's embrace
Their stories heard within a leaf-lined sigh
The grass now rests beneath my shoeless feet
The sky beneath each clouded fingernail
And when the never-ending day's complete
I'll tell the world each sunlight-soaked detail

How long I've waited, frozen in the snow;
my lovely hummingbird, I've missed you so.

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Submitted: April 29, 2012
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Photography / Conceptual

Old film camera that my grandpa gave to me. Not a clue how to use it, but it looks neat and certainly has a history, and I am happy to own it.
Ironically enough I've been feeling particularly un-inspired as of late.

I am going to try to get up early to go shoot ladybugs tomorrow morning but... it's already after midnight, so I may not be so ecstatic about it when my alarm goes off.

Anywho, all constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!

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