Best Burning At The Stake Poems

Mardi Gras "The Medieval Story"  

On a hot, heavy night in Orleans,
Joan and Jane were seen rubbing chest on chest
An inviting, intimate moment, to...

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I sit at my bench again,
this whole scene is getting old.
Same old sinners skulking in,
same defense a trillion-fold.

Next the room fills up with steam,
then flames...

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I sit at my bench again,
this whole scene is getting old.
Same old sinners skulking in,
same defense a trillion-fold.

Now the room fills up with steam.
Next, flames...

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This quest arose for Jeanne d'Arc,
   A peasant girl engrossed in prayer.
   When voices deep inside her head,
   Spoke...

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That wind so wild can cause those wooden limbs
to shake from side to side as though to slap a face.
It is worth watching through your...

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HeteroSapiens have bipolar developed
miraculous capacities
to stretch and blur
legitimate moral peace initiatives
subordinate to licit legal judicial systems

Judiciously approved punishment
for misdemeanors
felonies,
cardinal
and moral
and carnal
and original sins
requiring flat fees
regardless...

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I've got to stay involved.
I overheard terrible things one 
day.
You'll slain, scorch and stake 
me.
The problem's never solved.
I can feel it catching up to me.
It'll...

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oh but how those goddamned Atheists 
would not stop yammering away---
with their Darwin & their Evolution & their
want to live in the reality of a...

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Arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder and it's been so long since the night I told her.

Please come closer and look at me harder.

You...

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I had a rival whose name was 'Susie'
The streetwalker I'd nicknamed 'the floozie'
Through the night she would strut
Wiggling her pudgy butt
If only I'd been holding...

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call on the lords that are destroyed
by lies, lies of Gods that sacrifice
by killing, by melting away and by 
burning at the stake
these are what...

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“which memories to us are near
moments of joy or those of fear”

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Some like romance
Others horror films
Joys of innocence 
Or adrenaline grim

Life is but a play
Which...

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Villanelle:
aba, aba, aba, aba, aba, abaa

Heart-Ache



Why does my heart ache?
I am an alright guy
There is only so much I can take!

Often, I sit in seclusion...

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I keep telling myself
That you will come along
But I’m starting to call myself a liar
And I’m burning at the stake
At the thought of my own...

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