Best Black As Pitch Poems

A red sun, pooling like a drop of blood,
coagulates at the edge of darkness.
And the night flows like a shadow, a flood
black as pitch, inking a seamless starkness.


A gilded moon, like a pitted gold coin,
beams in the sky as a beacon of light.
And like swarms...

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There is no thing so peaceful
As a winters night in the woods--
A canopy as black as pitch, 
Spangled with the pinpricks of a billion stars--
Shimmering.
The banks of snow and downy flake,
Turned to diamonds by the moonlight
That drapes the sparkling,
Rolling hills with a shawl of powder...

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I was driving to Utah, because I had gotten a promotion;
And chose the scenic route, so as to put things in motion.

I had been traveling from Los Angeles, to Salt Lake City;
And the scenery along the way, had been remarkably pretty.

I had packed food and...

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Down many of the coalmines in Yorkshire , Safety dictated that an alternative means of escape
had to be found just in case anything ever happened to the shafts that raised and lowered miners to their work.
This usually involved keeping a single route open underground to...

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I do not fear you, Blue hellion of Satan! From deep within the reaches of his evil den, your master has sent your frozen azure waves crawling to my stronghold. Inch by inch, your glacial fingers froth as a scalding blue lava sea, seeking only...

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Hurriedly through the night it came
Blanketing the ground in white
A storm of raging wind and snow
Late one Christmas Eve night

It came to us with little warning
A blizzard of blinding white
While families bowed their heads
Giving thanks for the birth of Christ

The winds did howl like a...

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There is a picture of you on my bedroom wall
Drawn by my own simpering hand
Of your divine features and veiled Oriental eyes
Scratched out by the crude tool of a 2B pencil
Alas I had no mosaic tiles, nor a sculptor’s clay
Else I might have made of...

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I'm going to tell you a tale that may frighten you
about the precursor of death that will pursue...

There's iridescent beauty found on his ebony wings
but always of impending death his cawing sings.
He perches as a grim reaper on the fence, taunting
as if on my gravestone...

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On the Outback Downs of Queensland
There is the strangest light
I have seen it first hand
And it sure gave me a fright

I was camped out while Lamb Marking
On the Downs out Corfield way
Hot days with sheep dogs barking
We sure did earn our pay

On one eve when...

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feathered wanderers
how far… what lands you espied
moonlight guides you on
~
feathers… how many
would it take to lift me… fly
a dreams worth… magic
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the crow the raven
black as pitch… their beauty gleams
precious jewels
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donkeys… mules… oxen
man’s workhorses… over time
still abused… misused
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snow-capped… the highest
mountains… peaks… touching the stars
borrowing snowflakes
~
super condors
majesty…...

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On a dirty grey Monday morning a drizzle in the wind, a black car stopped,
From the car stepped an officer who gazed around looking for door numbers,
His head turned it fixed on a woman's house he slowly walked up to the door,
He gave three very...

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The wind exhales then breathes in deep
It swallows the leaves as the willow weeps
Swimming in all Her earthly sounds
No longer green, leaves touch the ground
The limbs are never completely bare
Like old man oak is losing hair
Is it summer, fall, winter or spring?
Or maybe a season...

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Quoth The Raven

Under frosted blankets lay
On crispy frozen petals,
Sipping hearty beverages
Of dandelion and nettles,
As I gasp on misty chortles 
Reflecting in an icy puddle,
Deathly spirits reminisce
Outside my winter huddle.

Snow, snow, she hath no gold
To pave my path to spring,
The raven stole my summer 
To mend...

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Miserable grey, damp wet Days
Days shorter and winters Long
Long bleak dark Evenings
Evenings as black as pitch.

Bright frosty cold Mornings
Mornings glistening in the Sun
Sun shines cold as the Day
Day soon will become night.

Snow crisp and White
White flurries fall from the Sky
Sky as white as the Day
Day...

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the day the earth saw no light
the day the sun was dark
when the moon was black as pitch
the day we gave up.
when the sun turned to stone
and the earth fell inward
when i fell on mw sword
and God has stretched his 
second chance
beyond the limits of...

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