Bedevilled Poems - Poems about Bedevilled

...That which hurts is so easy to say but that which comforts needs careful consideration we can blurt out what hurts but what comforts needs time for some thought the one is always loaded read......

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... "Polaris Sigma Octantis" hypnotised we look to the heavens a sky full of hope to chart a course home which one? where to begin? in such a dazzling kaleidoscope ......

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...Simple Simon was not really his name, A nom de plume, of poetic fame. Each poem he composed, he carved backwards on wood, Then printed on foolscap as fast as he could. For halfpen......

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...In a tear of morning on the fig tree leaf lies the dream about the bird without wings. Bird who sang the silence of aborted memories, drunk the sweat of bedevilled paradise and surrendered to......

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... “The Lazarus Heart” In the moment time stops: suspended; seen in solitary confinement the heart of a soul silent light weighted in the da......

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...Silver and gold in a black Pellegrina cape He moved like a bat flapping to escape The thurible swinging as the smoke trailed out His words floated across the congregation in a shout The altar b......

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...Brendan ain’t ‘Able’ The teacher preached that we are all ‘different but similar and love should prevail’ as the ruler came down in seven lashes on the bare......

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...""""*,, ,,*"""" !! Melting hearts amid your flames Salem white wigs black cloaks their Pain these cannibals indigenous child Catching sight mother as father's blood A cruel sud......

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...Waking unto another day as Babylon and deep inside you know... That it's going to be the same; trying to manufacture joy, from pain ? Yet afore his sun ascends while shadows cling highnoon this rat......

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..."A man will give up everything for his life," Said one man in a book I once read. That man was married to a foolish and wicked wife, Who desired that he should meet his end. "A......

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...Dear Passenger Dear “Passenger Under The Train”, Tell me, how did you get that way ? You were a person before you travelled, Not even a corpse now, you are bedevilled; A passenger, t......

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...Time does not exist— I look ahead and behind I was there-here I am-I will be See! It isn’t time that changes It is me. © Harry J Horsman 2010......

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