Author name: Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.

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thequeensenglish:

Supermoon 21 March 2019:  

The final Supermoon of the year will happen during the Worm Moon and just four hours after the vernal equinox. 

The Spring, or Vernal, Equinox marks the astronomical start of spring, when the sun passes through the Earth’s equator.

The Supermoon will take place in the UK at 9.58pm, just four hours before Thursday’s “Worm Moon” Supermoon. Called the Worm Moon because this is the time of year when earthworms start to appear after the icy ground thaws.
If you’re in the UK, the moon will be at its brightest at around 1.43 am on Thursday, March 21.

However from the US your best chance of seeing it will be on March 20, at around 9.42pm EST and 6.42pm PST.

Thursday’s event completes the hat trick of Supermoons which have been visible over the winter, with January 21 seeing a “super blood moon” and February 19 a “super snow moon”.

📷 February’s super snow moon- which was the largest of the year. Getty Images

#PSA

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If we were the birds of spring,

I would not; could not; hold the self in reign,

I would touch your hand in honest praise,

to see your blessed face; each day,

Squeezing; without hurting,

We would chirp; flirting,

Speaking the words of honesty,

Two birds of prey; in loving embrace

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I walked a thousand days of gray,

Across unknown deserts without aim,

Today I face the end of worlds,

An edge so; edgy; and there we stand,

falling off as nature demands,

unhurt; yes … well …,

not quite; yet standing,

I wish

and wish

the world

again

would recognise

the meaning of

friend

fire storm

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I have resigned myself; to the blood of Kings,
Kindly provided by the Gods of Dreams,
Fear no longer; Fear no more,
Their awareness; my doubts do share,
Among the fickle trees of Dysteria,
Fire rages; Fire storms,
I have resigned myself; of matters spoken,
of matters much too old,
to worry

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Oooooh I say “…” (not much really)

Not that anyone is listening anyway; but,

but, but; but: schadenfreude

Is

Not

Is

Not

My way; I say,

(I must confess I do not like these italics)

(BUT CAN’T TURN IT OFF)

(LOOK NOW IT IS ALLCAPS ALSO)

WTF

THERE IS MAGIC HERE

I AM NO LONGER IN CONTROL

HELP

I AM STUCK IN THIS PHONE

I AM CURRENT AT 342 Baaaargh

^M

NO CARRIER

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I imagined it being oil on water,

Those faces I saw; floating,

Between layers of blood;

the sheets of inbetweeners,

I rested myself; undreaming

.

I never saw the truth between the lines,

unwritten as God intended,

the spoken words; bleeding,

truths as dreams in believing,

with only my guilt lingering

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[shaking]

I saw you shaking,

Wanting to leave the house,

Trembling as you opened the door,

Crumbling as you stepped throught,

Screaming as you failed to make it back inside,

I saw you shaking; but the one shaking,

was I

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