Abida
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Belly dancing, sword balancing, animal loving, beer drinking, poetry writing history geek.
“Prohasar man opre pirend, sa muro djiben semas opre chengende”—Bury me standing, I’ve been on my knees my whole life. -Romani Saying
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Abida is a member of ! 100% !, ! Creative Writing & Poetry !, ! Inspired Art ! and All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical.
Journal Entries
The minutes turn to hours turn to days . . .
Posted 4 months ago.
Wakey wakey
Posted 6 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Writing
The Recent Tide.
In light of the recent tide / I’ve decided that endurance / Is just as great as strength The creaking floorboards above me / Indicate that I am not alone / In my isolation The moon waxes /…
Wishes.
You will seem to think / that I was never here. / The genie returns to the lamp.
Numen Pumila Et Nymphae Sunt Non Mortui
The fruitless trees bear the names / Of the ones who’ve long since passed / The battle lost / And I, reduced to a fable / Soon to be lost to the misconception of evil / If only you could he…
A Rose Fallen
A rose fallen / Is like two lovers / Laid to rest / In fallen snow / Both proclaimed by sanity / And in their midst / Disbelievers / A dead rose petal / And the blood of survivors / Rich in color / Ye…
Silk
How can I not believe there is something / While you cannot believe in anything / Staring at your vacant expression is not an option
Love Poem
Black and white / My organ pulses . . . Blood, you perverts. / It’s my damn heart. Turning on a wire / Spinning in a speaker box / I drink tar to ease the jitters Little gummy worms / C…
