Creative Writing, Poetry, Writing

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…And when
Day’s glow
Has faded,

I will
My eyes,

To dream
Once more.

Creative Writing, Emotion, Longing, Pain, Personal, Poetry, Writing

Painful Prose

Painful Prose
By Kira A. Moore

Darkness seeps,
From heart,
To paper,

Black etched,
Into white,
Purity defiled.

Emotion becomes,
Words exposed,
To sight,

Painful prose,
Blood red,
From pen tip.

Poem, Poet, Poetry, Writing

Angel of the Morning

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Angel of the Morning

By Kira A. Moore


Let the music play. That scratched old 45,

Forgotten so long in the closet,

“Angel of the Morning”

Through tinny Radio Shack speakers,


When did we hear it last?

That lazy August afternoon,

In your attic bedroom,

Stale and sweaty in the heat,


Though we didn’t notice,

As long as the music played.

The world outside your window

Forgotten .

Poem, Poet, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing

Lost To Your Embrace

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Lost To Your Embrace

By Kira A. Moore



Cicada song fills the air,

As fireflies move

In silent, stately dance,


The world beyond 

Fades away,

Lost to your embrace.


Does tomorrow have to come,

Or can we hold this night

Within our hands?


Refusing to release

This moment until eternity

Claims  us.



Fiction, Poem, Poet, Poetry, Writing

Struggles of A Dreamer

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Struggles of A Dreamer

By Kira A. Moore



Try to get words from imagination

to hand, a pictured promise,

Of delightful prose or witty


The conversations scroll past

my minds eye, then vanish

into mental ether, lost

to the disconnect.

Where lies that broken

link in the chain of

creativity? Just blame

the writing gremlins,

Who, giggling and laughing,

seek to disrupt and upset

this poor soul who seeks

to put thought to paper.