Archive for ‘Michelle. V.’

November 12, 2019

Dreaming of Home

by mkvecchitto

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Hope lives here
in these remembered days
beneath the sky, ever blue

Borne of seconds
of red poppies and silvery stars
hope lives here

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November 7, 2019

Heartbeat

by mkvecchitto

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some thought it sad
her swiftly failing memory
from this side of dreams
it looked dreary and dark
like rain on a cold November night
caught between the grim and the futile

she was a frail woman
lingering on the edge of golden gates
window-shopping before making a final purchase
living in the space between breaths
against the odds, as if efforts to contradict were futile
inexplicable, strength simmering in an old soul

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November 3, 2019

Willow

by mkvecchitto

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I am the willow
stooped and ungainly
from years of solitude and discordant thoughts
They weave together to carve lines in my flesh
but my roots run deep as I seek sweet water
It’s a reckless love, this unquenchable thirst

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October 11, 2019

Smooth

by mkvecchitto

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SMOOTH
easy
effortless

If it’s meant to be
we’ll navigate this storm
knots will soften and release

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October 8, 2019

Natural Law

by mkvecchitto

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It’s been a minute or a hundred years
Life has gone on and this old world has turned
The scent of your cologne, I feel you near
I am a child once again, unconcerned

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October 1, 2019

A Moment

by mkvecchitto

Frozen Moments

ever soft, this dark night of the soul
lonely hearts caught in the crossfire
as dancing demons take their toll

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October 1, 2019

Into the Woods

by mkvecchitto

 

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the woods waited for her every day
she passed the ancient sickly trees
she felt the wind still with their bated breath
she heard whispers in that wind, hollow
silence screaming desperate pleas

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September 17, 2019

Disarray

by mkvecchitto

disarray

Tortuous, these cravings that burn
Tantalizing beats keeping time
Trembling voices softly beckon

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September 13, 2019

Belief and Madness

by mkvecchitto

belief and madness

And ashes to ashes as we go
burning it to the ground
in this, a parallel world
where our wishes drape the sky,
twinkling for but a moment before they fall
crashing to the earth below

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September 5, 2019

Speaking of Truth

by mkvecchitto

speaking of truth

Truth always speaks to choices made
Whispers of that inner voice weighed
Ghosts play in the morning light
collecting years just out of sight
Oh, the price we paid, price we paid

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September 2, 2019

Fallout

by mkvecchitto

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I liked the rush, I liked the crunch
Never did I look back at the fallout
All the unravelings and beginnings
and  whispered stories were
fodder for adventure

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August 25, 2019

Definitions of Hope

by mkvecchitto

definitions of hope

She endures
She defines
Defines the beginning and the end
Defines life after life
Life captured between the glory of fire and water
Life gifted with infinite wishes
Wishes meant to be serene
Wishes to serve as reminders

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August 24, 2019

Signs of Absolution

by mkvecchitto

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Searching each face for signs of absolution
a welcome pursuit as she chases fate
The crowd gathers in silence, a ceremonial arrival
as she eases into dirty water

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August 20, 2019

Change of Seasons

by mkvecchitto

change of seasons

Autumn whispers as I hang the moon
just so to mark the edge of summer
and promised dreams
and waxing dreams
and those promised dreams

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August 17, 2019

Sunlight Through Shadows

by mkvecchitto

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If I could see my way clear of endless shadows
if I could silence these echoes of yesterday
if I could embrace up and coming challenges
and summon strength that is never too near
if I could, I’d imagine the riches I’d find

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July 18, 2019

Rainy Days

by mkvecchitto

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There’s humility in the rain that visits in the whispering shallows
Here where the world is quiet and still, I listen
I draw comfort from the steady drone that sounds like a heartbeat,
here where drops of water weigh heavy on fragile petals

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July 14, 2019

A Place to Belong

by mkvecchitto

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I’ve lost my place
caught out here on purgatory road
I’m stuck in reverse
in this tunnel with no end
in this tunnel with no beginning

The beginning
before everything was
dismantled and disguised
Should have known
when you called me
by her name

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July 9, 2019

Dragonflies and Promises

by mkvecchitto

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A dragonfly soared on duality’s wings
and landed on the branch of contemplation,
not understanding the impossibility of flight

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June 27, 2019

Second Chances

by mkvecchitto

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We almost discarded it, the rickety dresser that couldn’t quite find its center
It was covered in a fine layer of dust, the grime a testament to years of neglect
Each drawer was more stuck than the last as if it knew salvation was out of reach,
as if it understood there were better offerings, shiny and new, out there in the world somewhere

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June 20, 2019

Winds of Whimsy

by mkvecchitto

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Whimsical,
these billowing winds
that caress
wayward skies
I am refreshed and renewed
Soul shimmers and shines


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June 19, 2019

Last Lonely Night

by mkvecchitto

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The broken children sought ancient wisdom
on that last lonely night

In the wild, fires burned and burned
as smoldering sage laid claim to feral visions

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June 15, 2019

On Second Thought

by mkvecchitto

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A moment to be wistful
to linger in the in-between, caught
by spectacular vistas and rising tides

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June 9, 2019

Strength Claimed

by mkvecchitto

 

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And when magic is lean and your mantra seems tarnished and messy,
when courage is desperate for a way to escape and dreams are filled with regret,
when being headstrong and proud leaves you sort of wishing for reasons
to abdicate your throne, whatever that may be, remember…

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June 1, 2019

Conservation

by mkvecchitto

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wind-driven waves crash against the shore
shooting salt spray high above jagged rocks
gulls cry and seem to tumble from angry skies
they swoop into the swirling surf to snatch silvery fish
I watch them, not yet dead as they wriggle in the bird’s claws
a sight that fills me with dread

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May 23, 2019

Breaking Memory

by mkvecchitto

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I awoke to a breaking memory
caught somewhere between
layers of haze and impending storms

I tried to hold it, to capture the edges
before they dissolved back into nothingness
My mind bent and curved as if it were a porcelain cup

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May 18, 2019

Midnight’s Journey

by mkvecchitto

Midnight's Journey

Dust sparkles like frost on the window in this little piece of heaven
where the quiet warrior sings of forgotten lands
She’s a lonely orphan who learned to fly
away from the cold, dark city where the air stifles
and silence floats like a heavy blanket draped over subdued stars
Now even her casual sigh charms birds from the trees

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May 8, 2019

I Am

by mkvecchitto

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I am strong
I am fragile
I wonder how the story ends
I wonder how it starts
I hear breathless whispers as the clock runs out
I hear breathless whispers as life begins
I see each mistake I’ve made painted across the sky in angry red letters
I see each accomplishment adorning this simple bouquet of fragrant flowers
I want to believe
I want to believe

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April 30, 2019

Born Again

by mkvecchitto

born again

With a sprig of lilacs in a room for meditation,
the willow woman twisted and pruned each bloom
A huntress in a roomful of secrets and vibration

Her knife, the cutting edge of perfumed salvation
welcomed demons, goddesses, and intentions to exhume
with a sprig of lilacs in a room for meditation

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