Poetry Blog by Pyrola

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Pyrola on on the balcony (Tue, 14 May 2019 11:39 am)

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Pyrola on Under the Cover of the Snow (Tue, 29 Jan 2019 09:27 pm)

Big Sal on Small fishes in shoals (Tue, 29 Jan 2019 07:30 pm)

Big Sal on Under the Cover of the Snow (Tue, 29 Jan 2019 07:28 pm)

Juan Pablo Lynch on The shout! (Wed, 1 Feb 2017 12:00 am)

Pyrola on Flames (Sun, 29 Jan 2017 05:48 pm)

Pyrola on In the wind (Sun, 29 Jan 2017 05:46 pm)

Raj Ferds on In the wind (Sun, 29 Jan 2017 02:43 pm)

Juan Pablo Lynch on Flames (Sat, 28 Jan 2017 08:29 pm)

Holding the tide

In the waves of the ocean

There is no one else

but us and the notion

Of the birds and the whistling leaves

That crawl into the room 

Where we lay in the sheets

And I drown in the rhyme 

That you paint in my mind

Drawing a line, deep and insane, between

beauty and pain

 

The birds outside these ocean walls

They sing their noisy song

The pressure in my chest, i...

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on the balcony

there you are, behind the glass

so close, so far

and time's too fast, for us

cause it's timeless what we want to be

and how we want to see 

the grains of our love growing into a mystic tree

 

sitting on my wooden chair

your legs crossed, a face cold as frost,

the gaze turned to the ground

your body bounded in the kettles

that you chose a long time ago

you cannot...

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light as light

in the rush of the city,
the uncertainty, the sorrow, the pain,
there is a haven peculiar and pretty
that shines a light on us
beautiful, insane

the walls, so high, they gather the light
during the day
it radiates through the surfaces,
and when the sun sets down
it warms the night

and the minds flow
when music feeds the souls
and passes strenuous thoughts
turning them into red triangl...

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Under the Cover of the Snow

Under the cover of the snow

there is a place you don’t know,

yet.

Cause it’s too soon, you say,

too soon.

 

The crescent moon

rests on the sky,

the snow blanket is heavy and high.

And so I stamp through the trebly snow,

I stamp through the trebly snow.

 

The sun sets behind the arctic hill.

Snowy trees in colours of rose and blue fill

me.

They embrace m...

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Small fishes in shoals

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The bus rolls down the highway road.

Small fishes in shoals

travelling through my belly, my chest, my throat.

 

Your ruthless sun burns my skin.

It pierces through the pale glass

of the window, while the wheels just spin

and my mind tries to run

further away

from your bright bright sun.


But I can't. I just can't.

And I try.

And I fight the light.

But I can'...

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I just go

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Limping through the park

The waterfall flows wistfully

a straight line of cars continues the movement

at the end of its stream

 

It’s getting dark in the park

Distantly,

like small light balls

the cars they beam

 

I watch this transition from above

Something inside of me, a gleam,

and the sense of shove,

makes me want to scream

But I stay silent and contin...

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Red Stripes on the Floor

I slide, I turn

I jump and fall

Shift my weight from foot to foot

To my hands

Lean my back against the wall

 

I slide, I turn

I slip in front of her

Blood circles

And sticks like glue

On my black pants

 

I slide, I turn

Wounds on my skin

I follow her commands

 

A wave catches my body

My body, the shore

The nail polish of my toes leaves red stri...

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Liberty

Liberty!

 

take me and let me be bewitched

by your whirling beauty

let me vibrate in your impassioned pulse

and hover on the edge of

heaven and hell

 

Liberty!

 

cut of the borders

bring me to a world without divisions

a place where day and night are one

a molten mass

flowing into the flesh under my skin

 

and out again —

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The shout!

Chords they penetrate

the chambers of her mind

In each room a different sound

another melody combined

with rhythms glucking, aggressive and refined

Should she let go?

Open the doors and let the music be free?

 

It’s the first day of the year.

The window opens

The air is light, the sky is clear

Her lungs filled with freedom

A shout into the open space!

Her voi...

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In the wind

Wuthering words flying in the wind

they colour the room

Blown kisses print

our bodies

Eyes they shine, cheeks they bloom

 

His body like a wave

Drenches me

Water gets in my eyes

I cry in the cave

by the lonely sea

 

I am the universe, he says, I am a star

The waves they crash

they scar

the cave in the sea, my mind

my dreams

 

He presses me on t...

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Flames

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Walking, along the silent street

In the darkness, the snow glints like fire

I scrunch it with my naked feet

It burns, it tingles

It’s the burning I desire

 

In front of me, a wet black hole

surrounded by blue ice

I tremble in my flesh and soul

I’m here, I’m there, in no disguise

And every step I take leaves a print

I measure with my eyes

 

Then a splash, a br...

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