cristina szemere

@CristinaSzemere

(word)weaver. I try to catch moments, dip them in color and set them free like dandelion seeds.

Asia
Vrijeme pridruživanja: siječanj 2015.

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  1. Prikvačeni tweet
    8. lis 2018.

    Veiled in woven stardust wandering the universe she carries planet earth tattooed around her rotating to the rhythm of her breath palms open & close like butterfly wings revealing sun & moon birds flutter from her pulsating heart & her footprints birth our souls

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  2. She placed her hand on the like she could patch the world to heal. Fires raged and deluges, storms, and wars boiled beneath her palm. Her heart bled onto the pages where warm rivers washed down the sins. She turned the page listening to the song of dying birds.

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    As you walk towards the sea, each footfall leaving a print filled with dusty stars, it spreads its arms wide to greet you. Your third eye opens, unleashing a fiery nova that consumes that beast, a creature of nightmare and , gliding along stolen sunbeams.

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    So often had I been off , that I felt myself swinging from word to word like branches. I lost my grip & fell into someone else’s pages, landed painfully, ink oozing from every pore. Now the lines have blurred & neither of us can make much sense of what lies ahead.

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  5. 2. velj

    Silence draws incisions and stitches a of ruptures through thorns and turbines my golden scaled arms shimmering in the dark I taste your lips and slide to the clouds between our eyes where no shadow remains & words crumble into letters dancing on your tongue

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  6. 31. pro 2019.

    The lake sends ripples of silk across her chest; she rests on floating gardens. Weaving a from hyacinth & water lilies, she waits for the flames to lick light off the horizon. When the night breaks the shell, threads float loose &we see the diamond eyes of a tiger

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    17. pro 2019.

    She looked for herself In sunlight’s scattered rays And sea’s graceful . She looked for herself In jagged leaves Twirling on the breeze And in pairs of eyes Quietly idling by. She found herself On swirls of sand Page in palm, pen in hand.

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    17. pro 2019.

    I spent the evening Coloring the sky, Cornflower silk, & writing ur name in the sand, My toes were cold, As I walked, Searching for ur face, On the horizon, I raised my glass to u, A toast 2 sipping heartbeats, Together, While untying butterfly sighs, Our hands joined

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    14. pro 2019.

    She wished If he'd feel The smell of soil after rain The joy of splattering shoes By stepping in puddle The charm of wet clothes clinging 2bodies Fun of weaving dreams While walking in d rain Sinking in lucid desire of downpour She~a mud house In his urbanized city afar

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    13. pro 2019.

    Call my name My hands open To the fear You Place inside Torn cloths Of love You drape Over My shoulders A cloak Of darkness Eventually, I'll become invisible As I always say, Yes

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    14. pro 2019.
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    12. pro 2019.

    Anxiety breeds transgression in the perfect realm of grief Cold moonfire ~serpentine in search of scarce relief Fading light forgiveness winter whispers in the breeze I nod in reminiscence & realize love is not serene. ~Art~ Idrus

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    10. pro 2019.

    I woke before dawn to travel through old memories unexpired sepia conversations half asleep in the mist every wild thing waiting to embrace this quiet narrative along the ley line years pass by in honey light somewhere in time you are mine we still have things to say.

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    10. pro 2019.

    the future is happening as we idle through its porthole each day thinking it’s not here yet

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    10. pro 2019.

    The night stood out not for what it was, but what it wasn’t. Well wishers didn’t flood the hospital with gifts & doting eyes. No banners or blue streamers awaited at home, welcoming mother & son. She left as as she’d come–arms empty, heart yearning.

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  16. 10. pro 2019.

    Looking back to find me I see but a girl in a translucent dress she offers me the pillow of disconnection to rest my weary soul I beg the to free my pain maybe - I will face the truth of who I am cut through flickering illusion and grow giant trees from my tears

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    Normal is a . The only ‘normal’ is the setting on a washing machine. I’m not going to apologize for surviving my share of life’s storms & pouring rain. For the most part, I AM ‘sunny with skies’-but beware-so is the eye of a hurricane.

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    9. pro 2019.

    Insomnia birthed a verse as the moon swallowed us whole night weeping, expectant with obscure sorrows generations of arcane love consummated in darkness we observe them inherit the same penchant for sin affairs behind the scenes between desultory minds drunk on anarchy.

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  19. 9. pro 2019.

    Fear grips me. Black rivers bulge in my veins;I slip in caves of nightmares& desire.But you're my mirror reflecting the wild unknown.I smash the glass and grip my fear.The salty waters of the ocean turn to liquid with a hint of honey& carry me to new shores

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    9. pro 2019.

    With an infant in your arms at midnight With a lover in a kitchen slow dance With an old book in a breezy hammock With your memories in a rocking chair It’s the that tells us everything will be fine The slow exhale of humanity

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  21. 9. pro 2019.

    As your day unfolds, my dreams wander on delirious paths. Rustling leaves beneath our feet, cool breeze on frozen cheeks, we in the pale December light. Offering all of me, I lay my raw soul in your hands; with lips, you slowly unwrap me as my night enfolds.

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