Abysm Poems - Poems about Abysm

...Belladonna blue. Scenes in a mystery, do. Hope, need ye accrue? Indeed! Heart, why bleed? Lead? Others or ye? Be! Sea; Four seasons; change? Strange... Cold core, darkest door? Ancient lor......

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...Valor, thy call is a countryman's claim. Nowhere but not quite alone in the game. Thunderbolt, twilight is perfect for you! Hope will accrue before we all turn blue... Singular, smiling. Sink fas......

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...Meteors fall in wastelands forgotten. Poets, bards, sing. Taciturn, red, rotten. Silver at twilight, seeing stones kept clear. Seer, grind gear in the severe atmosphere. Barren lands are kept on ......

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...Spirits of the woodland deep. Gather, please, at gate. Shadow, dark fire, through me seep! Hummingbirds can hate! Where the prickly pear was grown? Deep beneath a lake. Where the angry god wa......

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...Let me hear no talk a-fast? From the master home? He who always comes in last? Soul made out of chrome? Better long days, seamstress work? Iron rations hard? Brazen bull, such jobs! To shirk!......

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...Sycophants, thy future. On what does it depend? Gold upon the ground, be pure! River, yield thy bend! Tormented, ye prophets? Pleiades, rescue me! Toolshed, art thou Tophet's? Fly, O fancy-f......

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... Divine magnetism power, where like will attract like; and souls open like a flower, magnetism alike. And the pure of heart twine, with calm truth of divine; spiritual entwine. ......

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...found midst the moonlit sheets I swim your soul my flesh, wild water bound by blue beams swirling, deep your sea ... lost. Written and submitted on June 7, 2020 For ......

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...The Crucifixion Of the Christ Lo and behold, on this rood On it once lay a great sacrifice Of God’s only Beloved son With his blood spilt on the wood He washed away every vice The cuf......

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...Systemic symmetries of destruction, gorging with thoughtless consumption… Within the bowls of corruption, enslaved by the sanguinary skins of seduction… Butterflies bloom to demonic deeds, ......

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...Silver blades in deathmatch, sound of thunder, lightning cuts flesh in half. Robotic feet march, shaking redwood trees, frightening bird wings. Bobbing heads in claustrophobic helmets, decomposing.......

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...The upbeat moon becomes dazed, when you start, the dance of death. Personified, lone word, unloved; changes the choreography. Given space, a sick crowd, expands, unsquares, for the t......

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...I stand, facing the roaring deep I stand, and get jolted from my petrified sleep A most wonderful sight A most phenomenal sight Waves, unleashing their fury Waves, battling, wild and free......

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...despair knocks the door hallucinating the mind tormenting the soul darkness dispels light sinister black shadows loom unhinging spirit an evil fiend tempts execrable ideas drowning to a......

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...Carlos Bousono’s poem : Recordando a pastora imperio for Damaso Alonso (Poem published in the collection : Metaphora del desafuero, 1988, and dedicated to Damaso Al......

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