Local Poets - Page 2

Mytho-Poetic Visions

Local Poets - Page 2

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Rapture

Rapture will tear us apart.

We can all see

How dangerous it can be

To want

To love

To hold close in this rapture

That we know will fall to pieces.

Because everything we hold close

Falls away

Someday.

Nothing lasts forever.

Not love,

Not rapture,

Not even remorse.

And the tighter we hold it,

The more likely it will shatter

Leaving us bloodied

And broken

Feeling a loss of that ecstasy,

A loss of rapture.

So live in the feeling

Knowing rapture for one moment

One fleeting moment

Where the earth crashes

In a chaotic moment of

Love and ecstasy

Before life tears apart

What we could have.

At least we knew rapture.

Myryah Zanchi

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I never asked if you wanted to be my everything

it just kind of

got away from me

I never asked you if I could make you my god

and make unto me

your graven image it kind of

got away from me.

it starts with a slip of the brain

a misplaced glance and

i bite my lip and i think

i could get away with it.

it follows by following your every

word with a smile

and me hanging on for the last

unbearable mile

my love for you weighing on my shoulders

dragging behind me through the mud

like my self respect. i let my imagination

get away from me.

it is cemented in the hour of my desperate

search for something, anything

i can put a name to

infatuation will do.

my vocabulary

got away from me.

and in my mind i ran to you, and you held me there

in my mind you have become my savior

and i make unto me

your sugar sweet image, your compliments

my prayers. repetition in my head and i get

my strength from them.

just like god,

i couldn't get my hands around you

or make my brain stay still

it wiggled far past the realm of my control

in my hour of desperation, it all just

got away from me.

but i always wanted to keep you near me

and never let you

get away from me.

Holly Bishop

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There is nothing we must do. There is nothing we must have. There is nothing we must be. There is nothing we must know. However, it is important to remember that when it rains we can get wet and that fire burns.