Best Anathema Poems
Anathema Sitthe air of
your skin is Paradise
fingers all over
my face
your words
push the blood
out of my heart
towards you...
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Categories:
anathema, heart, love, paradise,
Form:
Free verse
Anathema WomanHer independence deferred
History wipe, silenced in denial
Component of family unit secure
Current form stands as...
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Categories:
anathema, art, candy, character, cinderella,
Form:
Rhyme
Anathema In '52Tattoos were anathema in ‘52
on any man who got one
after an all-night drunk
or to impress a girlfriend.
But not a word was spoken to
a man who made it home
tattooed after serving
with his company in Korea.
Any man who made it back
was welcomed...
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Categories:
anathema, war,
Form:
Blank verse
AnathemaAmbivalence and anxiety
Motivate or moot?
Benefit or blockage?
Intensify internal indecision
Trajectory or tranquility?
Inquire into impassivity
Observe oasis
Noble nonchalance noteworthy...
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Categories:
anathema, anxiety, conflict,
Form:
Acrostic
AnathemaDumbfounded in the raw,
nerves in neon.
Sin-New and bones quartered by time's animation-
Death re-imagined by the law of Thelema and Agenda 21.
Moments of truth corner you in alleys and avenues in the night.
As they are ritually looking for burnt offerings and sacrificial tithe.
Cursively-written virtually shoed-in
in...
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Categories:
anathema, christian, dark, sin,
Form:
Rhyme
Das Papa Anathema Furor He Hiss Toward Patriarchal HierarchyDas papa anathema & furor he hiss toward patriarchal hierarchy
Courtesy mine eldest sister Amelie
Beth (thirteen plus months my senior),
whose maternal love equals heart as emoji,
she nsync with other kith and kin
painstakingly fleshed out family tree,
formerly severely uprooted, me
knowledge of ancestry
truncated, denuded..., bereft
any extended offshoots you...
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Categories:
anathema, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Epic
Mord WraithsElan's word?
Zulu's sword?
Heartsichordiums-convulsive-verb
"Anabantium", O wraith of mord.
So is it, it is for Hilerides-Dales,
which green-discourse,
Southeast of Wales
or some other perch
of liaisoned Angeles-porch ?
Is one-way with a steep of glades newly born.
No sooner have we besmirched.
Self.
Nostra-damned-us, Astrogalus,
Nostragus.
Nemean Lion- first-of course;
eat...
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Categories:
anathema, abortion, absence, abuse, addiction,
Form:
Free verse