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• armoureddove

  Up above Armoured dove It’s all love But protected love Not enough Love itself is not enough. A single sprouting bud of next summer’s furze Emerging from unseen dirt, compelling me further Measuring triangle’s angles, distance between block and capstone Blake’s ancient of days no compass, protractor out Jakes asking around, no way no accomplice,…

  alchemisland

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• lefthandedlefthere

  Suddenly bulging with anger Like Olive Oil put spinach in my hand Whoever spoke bad is lucky I don’t have a handgun Totebag, brandish, shoot think after, toetag him, vanish Hand in my notice at Olivanders to join a gang, black wizard band My left, most sinister, hand bent at angle can from distance strangle…

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• sailaway

  Will you take the boat out today Replies no after one look at the waves Licking far up the bay, splashing onto the pave and roadways You’d be mad to go that way, you’d be swept away To Jones Davey, to a watery grave You’d languish with ships sunk at Salamis I tell him not…

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• darkenedireland

  Power surge separate the brave and the cowards How long seems an hour in the dark, sable bower Unstable, unable to be stayed, death can but be staved Like hunger sent away in no meaningful way, only to reconvey With strength equal that of thy first approach, a subject broached By hosts of keener minds,…

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• Chapters from a life, once upon a time

  I’ve got bags packed full of what you lack You’re like a seagull pack after my crisp packet Depending on how you act, how I swing the gavel Might have to get mediaeval, rack it Line of charlie I rack it, attack it Barrack condoning torture after Iraq, like a Harkonnen’s tactics on Arakkis Card…

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