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‘Bind and Loose’

‘Bind and Loose’

by nikebottalico

I am here to hold you
I will bind you,
to me
Your spirit hangs by my mortal soul,
I hold you

I bind you to me
I bind you to me

The emergence of the darkness
I hold the light, I hold the light
It flickers, it moves with the soul of you
You are just out of reach
My fingers reach

I feel you
I feel you

Just there, side-eyed, I see you
Just an ethereal wisp of filament
A shadow of my heart burning

I feel you
I feel you

Lit on fire – the magick of my being,
Breathe,
breathe in the smoke
Cherish the delicate light

I bind you to me
I bind you to me
I see you, I see you

The gossamer light surrounds me
Pulls the strings of you
Your being thin — ethereal
No longer tangible to me

I bind you, I see you
My Spirit I Loose
I Loose

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In the year 2019 of mournfulness and empathy

Ride

Ride

by nikebottalico

Take this ride with me
It is slow and deep
It’s happenings right
in front of my eyes

You pose
I would be there in a heartbeat
My love beats with your heart
Nostalgia fills me
You are posing,
but I am not there.

You left me
What didn’t I do
What didn’t I do?
I lost you

You were coruscating
in all your colors
I lost that flash of you.
I would have given you it all
but I lost to her

You left me
What didn’t I do
What didn’t I do
I lost you

It’s happenings right
in front of my eyes

 

 

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In the year 2019 of mournfulness and empathy

Winged

Winged

by nikebottalico ♥ 1 Comment

Winged

 

She broke through

Going about 767 mph

 

Sabled —

black as pitch 

coverings to keep her warm 

She blended in as night,

Though as she broke through

 

Everything will be at arm’s length

Protective measures in sight

 

Her feet were white as snow

You could tell she hadn’t walked there

No, 

she hadn’t walked there

 

She had flown through the sky

And She broke through

Going about 767 mph

With Wings soft as silk

 

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In the year 2019 of mournfulness and empathy

Casting Shadows

Casting Shadows

by nikebottalico

 

Night, night casting shadows

Awake, spinning outside

            barefoot

Stars sprinkle dust

Moon at half mast

With Shadowland

          the other half

Digging deep in the mind

Burrowing in the pain

Outstretched hands

Digging into her belly

          Wombless

Feeling the light of the stars

Beating on  her chest

Begging the light to revive her torn heart

And torn parts

 

Written on 07-21-2018

 

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Caution (Edited)

Caution (Edited)

by nikebottalico ♥ 2 Comments

Children speaking

in a Bevy—

 

singing choirs,

a coherence of pitch hanging

off paper with eight staves.

 

The song screams,

cutting through a cloud of Silence

and the Perpetuity of some

inalienable rights

developed long ago.

 

I hear

Elegance of the Note,

and cry Tears of Emptiness

that a cloud of Silence may win

 

again.

 

 

 

Edited by Dale Winslow, Publisher/Editor-in-Chief at NeoPoiesis Press

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Across the Mind

Across the Mind

by nikebottalico

People walk by
Strangers with strange things happening.
I see
colors out the windows, apparitions float by.
I see
children, who are they?
I hear
Steady low music plays a tune
that is scrabbled about in my brain cells.
Hurry
Get the slide, look at it from the microscope.
I see
fibrous tissues cells, red and pinks
I hear
Shadow talk, what happens to the brain cells when they die.
O my
Do you run away, do you stay?
Where is my top hat?
I have lost it or is there a top hat?
I am afraid
Forgetting, knowing you are forgetting.
Do you go before you are gone?
The shadows press against my forehead.
I am afraid.
I am afraid
Of the Fade

 

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Clocks

Clocks

by nikebottalico

Gut wrenching
Dark
Clocks ticking
Strange feelings
Hair falling out
Feel the coming
Fading feelings
Lapping waves
Radiation floating
Organisms dying
Life expiring
Under deluges
Of spills

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For Day 9 – January 9th 2017

For Day 9 – January 9th 2017

by nikebottalico

alphonzo[another day late poem]

Weathering the storm
Watching
The killing of a democracy

While easy enough for
Elected officials who
Do not listen to their
Constituents

[Resistance is a popular
Movement]
It is all the hope
People are strong
Enough to do
so

 

 

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Day 5 January Poetry “Red”

Day 5 January Poetry “Red”

by nikebottalico

John Reed
Words Marked in Red

Red dahlia ranunculus
Are fussy in the front hall
But there it was in all it’s glory
Red

Reds
A Communist or Socialist
A revolution at a time people
arrested trying to get rights
For Labor Unions

Red tides
Have we reached
into the same bucket of time
For Dissent?
A matter for rich or the poor
People need to take action
It begs the question
How and what
Nonviolent tactics the best
Red

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Day 4 January Neegan “I will shut that shit down.”

Day 4 January Neegan “I will shut that shit down.”

by nikebottalico

Day 4, January 2017 Poetry

Neegan: “I will shut that shit down.”
“…it sucks that moment you realize you know nothing.”

I lit sage
Walking through the dwelling.
Winding my arms around
smoke billowing, cleansing out
all the negative energy in this space.
I want all this transitory shit
outta here;
I will resist

 

 

 

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