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 Sep 2017 Cam
Mica Kluge
She held a hurricane
inside her heart.

And yet,

They wondered
why it rained.
 Sep 2017 Cam
Mica Kluge
Fairytale
 Sep 2017 Cam
Mica Kluge
Once upon a time,
I spiraled
Into madness and
Enjoyed
Myself so much
That I
Never bothered
To climb
Out.
 Sep 2017 Cam
Mica Kluge
Cosmic Dust
 Sep 2017 Cam
Mica Kluge
We were a pair of whirling stars,
Hurtling around a supernova
And wheeling above planets.
You see, stars form in pairs,
And wander the universe
In a fumbling dance.

-Until-

They collide with
Something else and are ripped

-Apart-

Our seams split.
Our fingers strain and scrabble.
Trying to keep a grip on our other half
Until gravity takes hold
And
Flings
Us
To
Separate
Sides
Of
The
Universe

We search and search for them.

But, we are ever apart.
We rise and fall and collapse,
Our last light shining the brightest
In a last homing beacon.

-Until-

Human beings,
Born from dust,
Stars in our veins,
Weave together.

Stardust of one calling to the stardust of another.

Remembering the time
When we skated across the universe
In each other's arms.
Inspired by the song "Cosmic Dust" by Gio Navas.
 Sep 2017 Cam
Mica Kluge
I am in love with Autumn
(a scandalous affair, really),
Because, you see, Autumn
Is married to old man Winter.

Autumn, ever elegant, dons
Her best calico raiment
And dances and whirls
Across the mountains,
Shimmering orange, yellow, red.
The entire world bountiful underfoot.

Even the heavens are in love with her,
Giving her cobalt skies.
Kissing her lips with sunshine,
And caressing her cheeks with rain.

Her mouth a radiant sliver of the moon,
Teeth glinting like the stars above.
Life is her joy and so she dances
Before her jealous husband
Can secret her away.

The wind catches her hair,
Wishing it's turn to dance with her.
But, just for a season,
It's my turn.
I unashamedly love Autumn. Sweaters! Colors! School! (Yes, even Pumpkin Spice Lattes). This is my love letter to a season that has always treated me well.
 Sep 2017 Cam
Cinzia
Nuance
 Sep 2017 Cam
Cinzia
No narrative captures the truth whole
so I choose the mist of poetry
as close as we come to understanding
 Sep 2017 Cam
Elliott
Potions
 Sep 2017 Cam
Elliott
I'm broken. drunk
Entirely off of you.

Your breath,
mixed with Mine,
Intertwined,

Against a world,
Who never wanted us here.
They wanted to destroy people like us
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