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Kosative D.
Author / Screen Writer / Playwright / Poet

Convergence Carnival

5/29/2015

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Convergence Carnival

By: Kosative D.

T’was solid, light did spew!
A carnival lined meeting.
The gracious twins paid due
while the trumpets hearts were beating.

They ran, they ran they frolicked so,
the wards! could not contain them.
The fun was brung and young, yet oh
the night would veil what stained them.

Trickles left, trickles right,
above a tent in play.
The rain falls hard, the twins will fight--
transcendence to the day.

Shards and shards they gleam!
Porcelain line the tips.
A smile but a scheme--
the blood, the blood, it drips.

And through the night they'd found it,
that saneness once they'd owned.
For all along it'd fit
between the one girl’s bone.

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Gleed of a Summit's Resurgence

5/21/2015

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Gleed of a Summit’s Resurgence

By: Kosative D.
 

Hot breathe in between a stone!
Rot and death as the embers moan.

Tweeze an extreme relinquishing debt--

off of the cliff to only forget.

Make the flames turn purple red--
Lift the life to reveal the dead.

                                    I bled.

                       My insides out.

Accordance of toxins; my tongue to spout.
Absurd inspiration with a hint of doubt.

Pass me a place mat!
I’ll eat my soup.
Scorching the gleed vat
in the flames hot hoop.

Hook it, hook it!
The summits suffice!
Never hard to cook it
with embers like ice.

Renovate the resurgence;
Activate the grave.
For time will recompense
what the fires will save.


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The Epson Weed

5/15/2015

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By: Kosative D.

Flowered the vines quick travel the walls--
Misery twines each wreathe.
Powered the lines slick gentle falls--
Tapestry taints the sheath .
 
Nothing new!
Each weed’d pursue.
A tantalizing malice.

Temporal few--
The wind doth blew
Its heave to weave its balance.

Shameful some might pose a threat;
its gentleness to scorn.
Sainful, some might douse a bet,
a vividness self worn! 

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Halfway Horizon

5/9/2015

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Halfway Horizon


By: Kosative D.

Across an alleyway,
beyond a desert’s trove.
Beneath a skyway
or an existential grove.
 
That frail line that keeps us all at bay.
The shield that guides the mere night from day.

It’s half of its center,
but plain to what’s not.
For nothing dare enter
its hinges forgot.

However so blightly as the winds flow past--
I’ll forget it’s transgressions whilst the memories last.

BLAST!

Like a slithy swift harpoon,
Slitting the throat of a half crest moon.
 
The horizon line dances its duel.
A paradox to forever, but used as fuel. 

For the shadows keep the sunlight at bay.
Punishing harshly to tame the day.

And as for the twisted delight, the horizon line shattered!
Drawing everyone closer to what actually mattered.
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    Kosative's Chasm

    is a Youtube Video blog and poetry blog that spurts out poems and video readings from Kosative's works perhaps
    frequently or perhaps less.  

    Submissions are welcome on my contact page. 


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