Author: VK Lynne

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Gothicarus: Part III – Decisions

Serial Poem “Keralynne!” he fiercely whispered, In a voice that roused her from her trance. “I am here, outside your window; It’s a night fit for romance.” She rose, brushing back the curtains From...

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Gothicarus: Part II – The Summoning

Serial Poem “Come and slip the rigid structures; Leave social mores far behind. For a moment, for an hour, For this desire, come be mine. Let your heart throb deep within you, Allow your...

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Gothicarus: Part I – Unearthed

Serial Poem Low and close and heavy, The sound that caused her eyelids to part. The blackness oppressed her, She gasped; the jolt of air woke her heart. Its pounding joined the sound, Rendering...

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Allons!

Spiritual Poem “How long will you linger? How much time will you commit? When reasoning is over, When rationality says, ‘quit’.” I query to the mirror, My reply in a wry squint, “Could you...

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Tango

Poem And now he needs you. It’s hard for him to grasp, and even acknowledge. He knows something is happening to him; Awareness of who he has always been Suddenly rushes upon him- Unwelcome....

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The Whole Story

Poem So many facets, and yet there’s no sparkle, Only dull, darkening sides. I turn the heavy piece over and over, Searching for the truth it hides. But does it exist, an absolute answer?...

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Zephyr

Poem The wind picked up, bringing a familiar smell with it. In a rush I was taken back. I smiled, but the moment zipped on, the gust was Too strong. I went farther back....

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And So

Poem   No one knows what comes next. We can imagine, speculate, predict… But we don’t really KNOW. And so, What matters? What is infinite? Love. Connection. Hope. The giving, the receiving, the feeling…...

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Return

Poem   And the scars are our bond. We branded each other, and the pain Is our history. Beautiful, swirling survival Marks our flesh and souls, indivisible This, our history. In this, our tribe...

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Savior

Poem   The victims kept coming; I had to pause. I was tired. So tired. My spirit was drained. So I sat down to rest, and a voice cried, “Help!” I looked out and...

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Them and Her

Poem   And they hated her, not for what she did, But because she did not do it with them. They hated her smile, when they didn’t cause it. Only tears held value, if...

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Stone

Poem   It sparkled in the sun, causing brilliant colors to flash in all directions! The small stone was set upon a large Rock along the road, And all who passed stopped to look....