Tag: creative writing
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Escape
Phantom halo of slipped gallow’s rope Pink girdle around the neck Merriment and mirthful mouthings Drams of Scottish whisky The frame’s shadow like a crooked back Unfouring his legs’ atrophied muscles Removes his gold corona, tosses it away Three fingers caress empty eye socket Circumference of aperture a cave mouth Cave where fire is born…
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Conflict
Did not sleep well last night Great din, gungaless, from the parlor Sherston’s mother communing with spirits Young Hamo dead at Gallipoli Did Eliott’s Aeschylus know him? Severely annotated copy of Goodbye To All That Melancholies of a fox-hunting man By war, Men harden Mars the sharpen Bard birther Mary Arden in Angland since Domesday.…
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Time
Minutes courting hours, men counting time Elaborate astronomical devices Saturnian monoliths, becogged, wrought of black iron and gold They say Time is running out Out of where? Frogs who when submerged in boiling water leap Content to languish in water brought slowly to boil Great fire of time burning us away Slow to start, our…
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Dawn and Court
Moon drawn down, dual dawn Quicksilver basilica Alabaster pate Below, hydromania Selene’s suitors crane to meet her, crashing and pushing and collapsing Eärendil with pleasure differed awaits the dischargement of her heavenly duties Myriad dizzying rotations dormant, laden impatience Listless, languid, She shivering shimmering Winter queen, White stripped bone bleached none of green, whims of…
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90 most haunted angle 90
Magic is like a mushroom One head before thine eye Scarce belies abundant bloom Subterranes, fearful sky One million unique crafts Cults of infinite variety Masterplan master’s laughs Engulfed flames the piety Piles of hewn noses Cleft to spite faces Red paint reed raised Moses Death these vile places Erase thereof traces Multitudinous as the…
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Black Rite
Pharaoh had a brother, twin to the root Two of them there doted on Only one head fits the crown Two side by side indistinguishable Undecipherable as an hieroglyph Equal beloved, taught noble ways and bred for rule Memphian atrocities a black rite A ceremony unbecoming Becoming Pharaoh Child made catamite, how to destroy angels…
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It Smells Like Burning Templars In Here
When I walk past it’s O face, salt bae How you feel about me: a salt bay April is Aries gearing up to Assault May. You’re salty saline Temple at prod crumble like praline Flood of God swerved it, salt sieve like baleen. Lighting up the sky it’s divine I’m like an invasion of aliens…