Poems from Pride Ed

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Hello! Just call me Pride, or Bluebird. I've been writing for a little over a decade now. I won some money here and there, and I'm in a few books of poetry. But, I still consider myself a novice when it comes to writing poetry. I learn everyday! My themes/styles/literary movements are all over the place. I attribute that to my reading whatever I could get my hands on in my youth. Never limit yourself; explore genres and things you think aren't for you. You could have a surprise waiting! :P I'm gonna be honest; I only made an account here to experiment with the Poetry Genome, but I kinda like this site now lol My main platform where I post poetry is here -------->https://allpoetry.com/Pride_Ed (registered users can only view right now)
The night is a closed chest—   someone is standing inside under its vaulted, holy black cloisters…   two someones, and another dozen: they...
When  I     opened                                    her  cigar-charmed    home   up,                         I...
                                                    For J.   Eden in ashes;                  I cannot uttera celadon bowl                 ...
1.     it burns—my shadow feedingit the popcorncelling as I sleep     to keep italive,     to keep itfromsnuffing itself outinside my...
Through the rain drenchedburden of heavy branches,you rise—a mist halo of hazesoftly framing your face,             and the night behind my...

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