Best Anvils Poems

a poet, you say? pardon no, not am I
there's only ONE poet - He writes on the
       sky
of sunsets...

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Moonrise at the end of an infinite desert highway,
Whispering to you while a delicate evening sighs,
Or, peering out from behind mighty obsidian anvils,
She delights and...

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Hush



Hush now my lover
Come rest your head upon my shoulder
Let my arms league bring you closer

Quiet now my love
Or your tears will shred to my...

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Confucius was confusing
speaking of tones in long
ago bones found in a stone
carving of sorts. A King
with legs too short playing
hot!kee indeed.

Hold my sky.the Scribe isn't...

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Post Mortem by David Lustrup 2011

Here I lay....dead
Icy ,black, thick blood, motionless in my veins
Yet i see from my eyes.
Numbness, this world of grey.

I hear...

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Wintergreen leaves of frozen tiffany, encased within
Crystalized ice cycles are the delicate roses of youth.
Tender shards easily shattered or creaked by 
Betrayals heavily handed anvils...

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Cold rains, wet and weary... seeping through the sky,
spectres pass ’long side me... bent, with collars high,
my visions are invisible and no one sees me...

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THE BLOODY TOWER

I am so trapped a phantom princess, on an ethereal plain, spiritually
Forgotten in isolation's domain, in hell's chamber of brick and mortar,
In this...

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 Part 2
4th Delirium: Lost Souls
Sunken cities , pilgrims peering.. gawking,
squinting eyeballs, blazing sun
Janus facing, shepherds chasing.. stalking,
friends embrace before they shun
Tearooms steaming, tumult teeming.....

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Marshmallow puffs in gingerbread dreams,
misty skiffs sail cerulean streams.
And tethered to invisible ropes,
they ferry wishes and madcap hopes.

As turquoise flows into aqua seas,
billowing landscapes transform...

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What is freedom?
The brief period of anarchy between the last tyranny and the next?
Are we free if we cannot see the cage?
Or feel the chains?
What...

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Harsh winds blow from a baron frozen land,
Of ice and snow.
Exhaling Nordic gods breath a chilling mist
An eerie foggy vapor creeping along the
 Waters aquatic...

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In flux are temperance of today
capacitance changing ways
impurities slag to slowly fade
forging what may made

Anvils ring as hammers strike
developing strength from efforts might
sword of truth...

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satin founts spouting 
thunderous anvils clanging
charged ions exploding...

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Have you ever felt so empty
That you know not what you want
A feeling that keeps you thinking
Why every hurt is your fault

Such emotional and mental...

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