Best Bygone Times Poems

Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down...

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Your arms locked around me with caution
    The rhythm of the dance ... love
    it has all the ingredients
...

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Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down...

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This lockdown has me locked out of your heart
Though closer than a thought, we're miles apart
The shroud of silence settles tightly in
My words die on...

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Beneath long lashes, misty clad,
      Your limpid eyes are sometimes sad;
         ...

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When I receive old magazines the first thing I seek as I flip through the pages, I find
Are the advertisements that bring to my mind...

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Kapriolen des Lebens / Capers of Life / Las cabriolas de vida  

Kapriolen des Lebens
Genauso wie fernes Irrlicht
In Vergangenheit


The capers of life
Like a far...

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A Bohemian Maze of True Evil

Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As...

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She wanders the halls in a world of her own
lost in an era of bygone times
with faltering steps, to the day room she goes
softly humming...

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As water rushes the river rock,
smoothing out the rough, sharp edges,
she dangles sun soaked legs from the dock,
while admiring the mountain ledges.

Smoothing out the rough,...

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Billowing taupe clouds, hunker down and hem in the Peninsula,
The morning rips open
A glimpse of sun shone; a lemon curd slivers between slits of of...

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THE CRYING WILD CREATURES.
Nzongi Mwero.
Oh, we recall the bygone times,
The days of the golden past,
That chirping with our merry mates,
Flying around the parks,
Gone the joys...

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Walking amongst the shadows
In the heart of the night
A fall rain, in summer heat
Caresses thoughts of bygone times

In the heart of the night
It’s a full...

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The Hunter and Gatherers Lament.

Gone is our childhood
Our hunting and gathering,
Existence.
Gone forever lost to history.
Our innocence
Where black- boy plant is our spear.
The gift to the...

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Amid the deceit and pain of this modern era,
one will be born
who shall embody bygone times and ways;
he will want naught more than an uncomplicated...

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