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I hear that green

Is the colour of envy.

How apt.

It is the same colour

Of the beautiful coat

That you seem to hate

Hate

Hate

Hate the buildings and sight

Of Kensington,

The prospect of wealth.

Earth does not revolve

On an axis of quiet colours,

Only green,

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I can still remember the day

That I broke my toe.

I think I broke it…

I thought I broke it.

Now I think about it once again,

I may have just bruised it.

I managed to hobble

Through crowds in town

And in silence on the way home,

After…

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Covered in coral,

Bumps, warts,

Teeth full of bones…

The opposite

Of a Desert Goblin,

Or one that dwells

In a cold canal…

This one loves the company

Of fish and fangs…

Not a lost snorkeler.

A necklace threaded

With shells

And seaweed,

Clothes design specially

From torn nets,

Ropes…

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He bears

A forcefield

In his hands.

He bears

A forcefield,

A forcefield

In his hands.

He bears

A forcefield,

In his hands,

In his hands.

It is against

Shocked faces

Of bullies

And folks you could call

Friends.

He acts as a shield

Against every trend.

He was a…

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He walks alone in the mist.

No guns,

Just a knife,

One that is pocketed -

Easier than sheathed.

He loves the cold,

The damp,

And the brown leaves

That rattle

Just like his breaths

In his empty

Hollow

Skeletal chest.

He will end up in a grave…

Eventually…

But…

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I was an eagle that soared

Over my peers in my free time

Arms outstretched

Craving clouds and warm rays

Over some forgotten canyon

Until the bell rang

Then I was an eagle that watched

Over my peers

Arms folded

Hoping that no one would mess up

That everything would…

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Please don’t break

Or put out your light

For all the bards have sang

Your songs into purple nights

Please be a home

For me and my kin

Don’t knock down every wall

And prove everyone to be a sin

Please don’t spark

Arguments, tantrums, or Fear,

Debates, ideas, horror,

Erika Fischer-Laine

Erika Fischer-Laine

A poet that loves to express herself through pretty words and the occasional spooky tale 🌲☁️