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Premium Member Captive Deep Blue Je Reviens
"Captive Deep Blue Je Reviens"





I walk beside you 
in your dreams,
you are always in me 
warm and pounding, 
twin heart, 
burning bright flame, 
beautiful addiction
captive deep blue je reviens
Sun igniting, 
I stand with you, invisible 
we are haunting 
the deserted 
French vanilla streets, 
where time...

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Categories: chaffy, desire, longing, romance, sensual,
Form: Romanticism
Premium Member Penny Dreadful
"Penny Dreadful"





Penny Dreadful
Penny Dreadful

Do you remember when?
That time long before Formaldehyde kicked in?
When the Transformer grew your freedom wings, blew your neurons in?
That time when your story kissed her Blue Violet bleeding grin?
A wet ripe juicy bruised plum for sucking sins

Penny Dreadful
Penny Dreadful

You are fed...

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Categories: chaffy, black love, dark, fantasy,
Form: Romanticism
Murdering Pluto
"Murdering Pluto" 

On Pluto, 
they deal with trauma
in the best possible way,
they murder it slowly 
in poetic hell 
day after day.

the dark Seraphim
have their way. 
their ways are stellar.
some say they hover
in the stratosphere,
but that's much too clear. 
They're in the parallel
dimension, that forgotten,
unnumbered place....

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Categories: chaffy, dark, muse, mystery, psychological,
Form: Narrative

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Kubla Khan In East Lansing
KUBLA KHAN  IN EAST  LANSING

Not In East Lansing did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
But oh! that deep  chasm which slanted
Down the green hill east of town
Was a savage place! Holy and enchanted


And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth...

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Categories: chaffy, parody,
Form: Rhyme
Quill, Quahog?
O emptiness of space, thy harpsichords. Whole?
Panels out of place, looking-glasses smashed.
Bitter winds, thy frost. Sickness, dole, O soul.
Chaffy grain beneath the tired thresher slashed.
Turmoil, tamarisk tree. Toil? Thunderbolt.
Hated are the days of life gone dry. Why?
Reality thinned, then forgot how to fly.
Happy thoughts, lost....

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Categories: chaffy, creation,
Form: Iambic Pentameter

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry