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YOU CAME IN TO THIS WORLD: ALEXIS KARPOUZOS

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You came in to this world

with enough light to find

your way out of the dark,

enough kindness to save a soul,

enough love to shift a planet.

Don't worry, you are enquipped

with all you could ever need.

Look with in,

you are drenched in magic.

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Love Lessons

He loves her but, 
she loves him,
but he loves the mirror 
like his lost love loves selfies.

Adoration, pointing every direction, 
like weather vanes in a hurricane.

Each unware their 
love affair 
is bound to end. 

Love lessons often repeat 
until we understand that 
real love begins within, 
then overflows to others, 

making the circle of love 
complete. 

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Mirror

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Old wounds have begun to heal.

This new life feels unreal. 

The shadow hanging above my soul.

I was once trapped within a role.

The wounded one full of anger

Dragging his worthless anchor.

Behold look into the mirror.

Now gaze upon your own error.

You thought you couldn't stumble

But it's the season to be humble.

No time for embracing illusion.

The former has reach...

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love is not

love is not 

 

love is not possession

love is not obsession

nor is it dissolution

of the self except in fleeting

moments of passion

 

love is not fixing

love is not needy 

love is not forcing

unwanted gifts

nor demanding reciprocity 

 

love is not being half

nor dependency

love is no debt 

nor a prison of

all consuming exclusivity

 

love ...

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THE SHIP THEY CALL "ALZHEIMER'S"

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THE SHIP THEY CALL 'ALZHEIMER'S'

Hello my friend, welcome aboard

The ship they call 'Alzheimer's'

There's forty thousand under sixty-five

'Young onset' to 'Old timers'

 

It doesn't matter what you call it

The umbrella term's 'Dementia'

On the ship they call 'Alzheimer's'

Every day's a new adventure

 

Forget your hip replacement

And your osteoarthritis

They we...

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temporary insanity

What gives

Me the right

To be so fucked up?

 

What happened

To me

That I am so fucked up?

 

Why does

Everything hurt

 

Who can

I trust?

 

Nothing.

 

No one.

 

Everything.

 

Everyone.

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Painless Torture

This night oh this dark and lovely night where the moon dances with my eyes and till the sun rises again

I have not felt a pain so uneasy as this in years it brings me to the edge of my seat

My heart wont miss a beat

The heavier my eyes grow the more the night glows

And I must refuse to sleep

Body exhausted and my mind a bottomless pit of potential

Thinking of things of old and n...

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The Garden

The Garden

 

The violets speak softly to me,

They whisper to remember who came before,

 

The tiger-lilies interrogate me,

They say that spring pastures are no more,

 

The violet flowers inspire me to see my powers pure,

With the gifts that Venus pours my beauty will adorn,

 

The tiger-lilies scratch and chase me,

They say my will is cracked and torn,

 

The...

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Singing Along To All Those Torch Songs

The voices of heartbreak 
they vibrate through the car
the voices of soul-ache
pour like water into this space

Next to that flawed, trembling voice
I lay my own
to that cracked and warbling voice
I add my own

That’s me
singing along
that’s me
singing along
to all those torch songs

The starkness of stripped, blunt words
fills the hollow part of all I see
the devastation of stri...

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God Knows I Try

Sometimes I get caught in my stuff,

Sometimes life gets in the way,

Sometimes I have little patience,

And that's ok.

 

Sometimes I really don't like me,

Sometimes I just want to cry,

Sometimes I make the same mistakes,

But God knows I try.

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Hedging Bets

"Um... (sigh)...I feel, and this is just how I feel, but sometimes it just seems that...and I don't know if this is more about me than you but...it just seems that... (clammy)...do you think that....it might.....we might....I mean, correct me if I'm wrong, but I...uh, I...I may be way off the mark, you know....well, I hope you know....I wouldn't say anything if I didn't care....if I wasn't passion...

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Unravelling

"Like peeling an onion" you said.
No.
More; unseaming
Slipped stitches,
Knotted aims,
Frayed edges.

Hunchbacked,
Peddling metal
Over punched pins,
Threading maydays into cloth.

Fingers fumbling at loose seams,
Unravelling weaves,
Desperate hems,
Moth eaten, scrapped themes.

Now, all I am is an empty spool,
Someone's discarded thimble.

Rethread.
Try the pattern again.

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Ottava Riva - NaPoWriMo Day 8

Another attempt at my paternal tongue.

Un altro tentativo di mia lingua paterna.

And though I beam with pride as I'm learning.

E anche se mi fascio con orgoglio, come sto imparando.

I'm aware that translated, the metre is wrong.

Sono consapevole del fatto che tradotto, lo strumento è sbagliato.

But this language pulsates to my yearning.

Ma questo linguaggio puls...

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