Poetry Blogs (2017, what am i)

A storm trapped in a rain drop

Hurricane wrapped in a wave

Hundred mile winds twisting within a breeze

Devastating quakes in every stone

Dirt speckled snow blanketed over bones

A forest of memories behind a cosmic window

Ash curls out into nebulous tendrils of purple and blue

A ghost of an echo

No longer able to self recognize

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I come suddenly,

My presence unexpected.

A shocking jolt,

Without reflection.

And as you look

Upon my form,

Just a mirror

Of your inner dorm.

And when your breath

Takes the air around,

A single sound

To fill the town.

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