Tag: poem
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Tarot reading
Rood-shaped like a pugilist wingspan conveying The shade of a sword handle; glaive planted like a plant of the grave. The haziness of early day rapidly supplanted by grey, slapping rain Which slantedly aimed seems pointedly animated. Biting night gnaws animaline my unsightly binding chord, Bores the jewel-floored chalice. A queen by manner and habit,…
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Heaven of the birds
In a copious above coating coppicingly my offerings of love. My doffed hat. Doves flying out of a hatch Destructive what love does. What lust enacts A more retractable and relaxed example of my character Should countermand with ceases, desists, orders for retreats and swift. Spent a gold bar on star-holding opals Eloping, we spent…
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Tolerance
Beyond coping My so-cajoled opiate boats barely register deathfetching dopeloads. Reading what daunting schemes my weed’s haunting smoke wrote Steam-wreathed my coned hopes Alone, with the rest of the coaxed Feeling what I promise is the breath of her ghost Her cluttered bedside stranger to the Bible Strength left me. Bereft, unable even to try…
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Fugitive lips
My lighter thumb-motored Igniting hosts a sun Molten ichor fire moving like a liar’s eyes Wrote entire poems in singeing diction. She cringed at any friction; Ephemeral, unknowable picture. Above the lip The rosehip elixir fit to spill spits Her lips were apples Made to sample pills and saddle quillers With saddening visions Of must-stay…
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Increasingly hard to discern
Thus must be The inestimable testament of my low deeds dictated aloud: Scenes from a life which no joy allowed. Every scribe hired out expires shortly thereafter Soon they’ll die out like cowards never seem to do in battle. I meet them, repeat my life’s meat, then death greets them No sooner seated are ferried…
Alchemisland 