Hαrlєquín

Poetic Commedia dell'arte. Bitter comedy or sweet tragedy, play on words & dramatic irony on lined-paper stages. BA Humanities, classical art/writing -G.W.

[Hαrlєquín @GWritersBlock]

She had no idea
the depth of her despair,
until she saw
the volume of her tears;
filling the floor,
poltergeistic pain,
rippling the pool of tears,
rumbling the chandelier
and wall fixtures, pieces of plaster
debris falling around her feet

#micropoetry #pain

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Try Turning Around https://t.co/a00O3r8U5m

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Sui Caedere in a Sunlit City https://t.co/QVy1RjrCIu

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I don’t miss the shady tree-
the way it surrounded me
in thick limbs and leaves
creating a shadow over me,
blocking out the sun,
and the hope it brings

I left that shameful shade,
the old tree had made,
and I can feel the sun again
#micropoetry #poem

[Hαrlєquín @GWritersBlock]

I felt lonely when you told me
a secret
You’ve probably told everyone else
While I’ve been lying
to myself

You’re using whatever,
to help you cope
And, I’m on an deserted island
far away from you

No rumor mill
to warn me
You stormed over me
matter of factly

#micropoetry

[Hαrlєquín @GWritersBlock]

The last thing I need
is to fall apart at the seams

I know it’s not as dark as it seems
But, the demons keep ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ in
sʟɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ, and sɪɴᴋɪɴɢ in
Stalking shadows, become corporeal,
closing in

And, a room full of monsters
is the last thing I need
#poetry

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“Volume” Complete
#poetry #micropoetry

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...And, I pulled back the curtain,
opened the window,
let in the air, and my vision felt,
somewhat, clearer,
brighter, and complete
#micropoetry

[Hαrlєquín @GWritersBlock]

So filled with bitterness and despair
Drowning in disappointment
I was gasping for air
Devoured by disapproving stares;
that I’m,
somewhat, broken,
dispossessed, or incomplete...
#micropoetry

[Hαrlєquín @GWritersBlock]

You’re independent of self observation
Looking for admiration
Involved in self obsession
Careless and reckless
And, I’m halfway down the checklist

#micropoetry

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I discovered a noise,
a nuisance; a knock,
knocking
with insistence.

To drawing me out,
a tap, tap,
on the window pane;
from the a macabre,
dark-cloaked demon,
death’s harbinger,
and devil-dealer.

#micropoetry

[Hαrlєquín @GWritersBlock]

Nine times
she hits the floor every time
And, the emptiness in her chest pronounced her
dispossessed
Your whole lifetime,
was just a waste of time
Every composition,
just decomposition

#micropoetry

[Hαrlєquín @GWritersBlock]

Sometimes we need to kill the noise
Numb the pain and horror,
bitting at your
ankles
Bruised your knees from constant pleas
to end the suffering
Crying, until you’re suffocating
And, we need to kill the noise
Ease the strain and fragility
climbing into your soul

#micropoetry

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I can’t fathom why
you don’t care to mention
Your intentions were never good
You never meant well
You’re so ill,
claiming, you’re saving the world,
draining the swamp,
but, you just interrupt
Corrupting the ignorant masses
And, you won’t care mention

#micropoetry

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Darkness falls and I’m almost alone
But for the demons who keep me company
No angels to watch over me
In this pitiful despair
No comfort, am I spared
#micropoetry

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You are the sweetest honey
when I have is bitterness,
bitten tongue,
and poisoned kiss

#micropoetry

[Hαrlєquín @GWritersBlock]

Manic
Driving in my car
to get away from it
And, the neighbors have yet to rise

Panicked
Crying in my car,
because I can’t deal with it
And, the sun is due to rise

#micropoetry

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Creature of habit
Creature of havoc,
chaos and disaster
A disease is in my system
Rotting it to its core
But, I’m relentless,
until I fail

#micropoetry

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I’ve got nothing left to bargain
I’m the joker and the joke’s on me

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I begin picking up the pieces
of my life from before
from off of the floor

So different in shades of colours,
I hardly recognize it anymore
But, I won’t leave them behind,
though they break my heart in kind

#Micropoetry