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Izzy K

Izzy K

7
Writings
2
Followers
4
Following
Izzy K

Izzy K

7
Writings
2
Followers
4
Following
Lily’s Epigram

Izzy K

1 min read

With lilting touch of autumn gold

And silver, fragile grace,

Her gentle nature picks me up

And wraps me like a brace....

1
Behind the Scenes

Izzy K

1 min read

I

Wait softly, stage left.

Around me flurried feet

Patter, clatter around set

In small cyclones, whirling

Round small practiced arcs.

I wait, dread climbing bones

Like stepladders while all of

My toes are curled ribbons

And my hands gather silk.

Slowly, clocks tick down;

The time drags wearily....

Ashes to Ashes

Izzy K

2 min read

I wait hastily for a glimpse of my future.


My breath comes in shallow waves, chest rising and falling in panicked peaks. Sweat clings to the palms of my hands, glues the fabric of my shirt onto my back. I pace through a sterile white facility. Enclosed in this building is nothing more, nothing less than a vision of how I die. A vision of the entryway to beyond, the opening to infinity, the scene...

1
Us

Izzy K

1 min read

Us, apart-

Seven billion loose ends of string

Bordering a roughly knitted quilt,

Pieces left unstrung, forgotten,

Maiden hand moving on.


A mile’s length of sand

On charred, abandoned beach,

Each grain a lonely planet

Among a universe filled with too many more.


But us, together-

Thirty thousand strands woven tightly in a knot,

Thirty thousand knots embroidered into a design,

Each miniscule lengt...

1
My Love

Izzy K

1 min read

Blood of my body

And veins of my heart,

Wind in my sails

And house on my dirt,


Your creeping vines

Ensnare my limbs,

They tangle round close,

Envelop my skin.


You are my rock,

My Philosopher’s stone,

My gentle Midas,

Turn me to gold.


Quench my fire,

Spark my thirst,

Step lightly now,

My heart will burst,


Erode my mountains

With endless streams,

My whole soul floats

On geyser steam.


Let me dro...

Poetry

3
A Morning’s Wish

Izzy K

1 min read

I never was an early riser.

But to be woken by the sun,

With cool white glow against heavy lids,

Was a waking dream of mine.


I never was the morning bird,

But instead the proverbial worm,

Devoured by the feathered thing

Who’d risen with the sun.


I long to be the eager flower

That blooms at dawn’s first breath,

To experience what happens then,

When sun bursts from horizon....

Poetry

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