Author: VK Lynne

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The Machine

Poem   The slow spinning cycle turns, And the needle quivers its way back To true north. This machine of mediation Weathers the winds and rains Of inevitability On sunny days of serenity Its...

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Burned Down

Poem   Dark and murky, seeping under doors and into the soul, the smell that awakens memory, and bittersweet air of loss. Warm and sticky, it curls around the heart and grips her, makes...

losing love poems 0

Anna

Poem   All at once, you were someone else. I nearly introduced myself. I wondered at the child before me- A child. My God, had it always been so? Had the wine been that...

By Any Other Name 0

By Any Other Name

Poem   True, it hadn’t grown a sleek, tall stem. The delicate petals, though vibrant, were easily torn. And thorns…well, who knew they would sprout? Yet it bloomed, against all odds. We furtively watered...

poem about giving up 0

Good Night

Poem   It’s a good night to die. The weather is fine, And the battle in my brain will not ever subside, My God, it’s a good night to die. It’s a good night...

poem about mistakes 1

Burial

Poem   I came here to mourn- So many spirits haunt this hall of mirrors. And from within, the distortions are clearer than daylight. This windowless wonder of a world that was never meant...

separation poems love 0

In Your Head

Poem   …And the eye snapped shut. The lid clamped down, protecting the lens- from a foreign object Blocking the sight- of a familiar object Keeping you safe, and me? Outside of your head....

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Arrested

Spiritual Poetry   The electrical lines cut the sky into strips of pale blue, as the sun washed over them, giving my earthly dome the appearance of A mirror fractured. Did I see my...

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Dust

Poem   I went back; Picking my way carefully through the underbrush, I realized: I’d never noticed all this poison ivy… Perhaps that’s why the itch persists. I went back; Scratching as I climbed...

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Cups with Coriander: Affogato

Serial Fiction Story   The next day I got up early and went for a run. This was new for me; Cori was the runner. Sleek and stunning, she wore athletic gear the way...

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World

New Poetry   It began simply, and it grew, Layer by layer. Days, months, years- It became the size of a softball, And the smell…strong. I began to peel, and I knew Layer by...

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The Sickness

Poem   The day starts; she’ll be fine…so much to do. She’ll make a list, but those things can wait until she does such and such. She’s dreading the moment that she’ll be alone....