Poetry Blog by Chaz Allen

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Chaz Allen on Butterfly (Tue, 20 Aug 2019 03:19 am)

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With the power you claim,

you must know the peril

of our divided bloodline.


You spoke with a whisper

and tore me in two.

One’s wisdom only

extends, until they realize

they have none.


How shall a descendant

march toward the light?

Should he follow bulb or candle?


Your quarrel

has left us here to ponder.

To bare the weight

of bickering childre...

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Day 3

Ah! Yes!


Here it is —

right through this door.


The mess has been cleaned,

you see!?


Not a drop on the floor.


That’ll do my dear,

we can’t risk it again.


Away we must go —

mere scuff on the chin.


But oh!


What a beautiful sight it was

my wonderful spouse.


How I do wish,

we weren’t missing the house.

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Dark Matter

He has heard it once,

we are primordial sound.


These intricacies of being.

The complexity of what's been woven, 

never knowing as we sway.



as motion threatens to leave us.

Light is to dark, as dark is to light.


Such maddening scenes of sacrament, 

that bellow from below. 

Those souls lost,

whom plead for redemption;

this light does not g...

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Oh, what a looming scream.

Rippled through the cast

of the soldering blade.


Of heroic tasks

the elders have made.


The pursuit is unknown,

as we stand tall and alone.

Perhaps a screech or a moan,

what a price we must pay.


A darkened glimpse,

of all failed attempts.

To enlighten a gaze

of where not, we shall stay.


Complacent creatures,


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I have to —

I have to.


From the place I’ve come,

to the place I’m going.












If you could only know —

only see.


I have to.

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A movement amidst the ripple, 

reflective of the paradigm.


Such an intrinsic 

placement of motion.


The essence

of our heavenly body,

suspended in the calamity

of catch and release.


To the eyes of the Master;

to the heart of the apprentice.


Our malevolence

embraced by compassionate word.


A step after the preceding,

a glance through the...

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Know young one,

I will not soon forget you.

Your transcendent energy

shall reassemble, 

as you continue in eclectic dwelling.


Understand through this,

your prowess has been 

strengthened and solidified.


Your reincarnation,

has been written to prosper.

I’ll pass by you one day.

You'll have risen

greater than I could have known.


As I had only beg...

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Catch & Release

Again – 

The Door.



there was no answer.


I cross – 

dust behind;

stain hath followed.


Forgive Me.

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How frail the mind becomes

when it must accept,

it cannot control their voices.


It is I,

who release and 

relinquish these binds. 

The veil of their

cumbrance, evermore removed.


The hourglass is fleeting

as I stand aside it watching,

waiting for the light of the sun.


The structure has been rebuilt.

We stand on the first plank

looking onward,


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There you sit

perched on my sill

and yet,


you’ve eluded me.


Why should you return,

that I may merely observe?


I aim to grasp

but am met with breeze

from your wings.


To the fields

and forests you go.


You’ve eluded me.


The moons luminance

casts radiance upon you,

perched on my sill.


My chin rests upon my hands;

eyes f...

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There will be a reason

I call to you this day.

You're fate entwined

with infernal offerings,

summons me to this cause.


Could you relent to me?

Would you dare to give the answer? 

Would I understand the question?


The shroud remains sewn.

The Thirteenth Cycle deemed it so;

His act was written.


I’ve gazed in His direction.

He adverted me to you.


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A plain of which none know.

To a point of singularity;

the rays wound tight to transmit.


The cusp of all we hold dear, 

shaping our deliverance from frailty.


Across eons we collide

with a weighted purpose.


Neither forward nor back.

The Majestic;


in what has always been.


Do not despair,

for I have always known you.

Our encapsulat...

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3 a.m.

I met an angel;

she spoke in the most beautiful of voices.

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