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LyraHydraComa: Vol 1 AutoVentographical

Poetry By: LyraHydraComa
Poetry



Music to the ear

Harp String strikes a chord

in the Heavens with earth bound resonance,

refreshed at last with drops of water

from a well that keeps giving.

Pausing in increments of never,

yet well rested. -----Shotgun blast of a Pen to Stir Literati and leave a Vapor trail like chain mail sent to an editor to be rendered comprehensible a midst debris which leaves the leaf of a tree the only thing left to keep competiition breathing in seasons where Legends will fall like Dionysus needing vat baptismals readymade intertwined with the Vine Looseleafed binded


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Music to the ear

Harp String strikes a chord

in the Heavens with earth bound resonance,

refreshed at last with drops of water

from a well that keeps giving.

Pausing in increments of never,

yet well rested. -----Shotgun blast of a Pen to Stir Literati and leave a Vapor trail like chain mail sent to an editor to be rendered comprehensible a midst debris which leaves the leaf of a tree the only thing left to keep competiition breathing in seasons where Legends will fall like Dionysus needing vat baptismals readymade intertwined with the Vine Looseleafed binded

Manifest destined past present future syallable correllations

as ancients Babeled to Tower Language with the impetuosity of a Plunderers

Sword. Written Verse to bless and curse like chronos to sire Chiron

Saga Arrows narrowly Missing Editorial dime store novels. Like Cowboys and Indians or Reverends

to Preachers On sunny Day Hiatus Lake Seasons.





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