Best Charybdis Poems

There is no silence in a tempest's wake
- no peace in unanswered calm
that's afraid to view the dawn
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Between The Devil and The Sea
( Scylla and Charybdis )
 
Cosmetic the creature cover girl
is accessible only at night
a picture female in her temple
laying askew...

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And so they sailed, on and on, uncharted were where they went, till they came to Hade's land
Dark and grey and dismal was the land...

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I've sailed across many mystic seas
while hazy moonlight washed over me.
I watched glittering stars shine till dawn,
then closed wearied eyes and stifled a yawn.

By shadowed...

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Seafarers shall be saved, though waves may
deem them dead, lost in the ocean's fray
they shall not perish, nor shall they be afraid
nor falter, though their...

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Seafarers shall be saved, though waves may
deem them dead, lost in the ocean's fray
they shall not perish, nor shall they be afraid
nor falter, though their...

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Take your own sweet time, and let others keep time.
Tea for two always ends up in a hell-uv-a bellowing brew ;    
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So once again, with grim countenance, the ship sailed on with all bemoaning their woes
Till calm seas prevailed, with balmy sun, sweet zephyr song, they...

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We let loose the untamed winds
As boulders crashed eleven ships were lost
With storm unabated into the Laestrygons we ran
T'was one lone ship which hit Circe's...

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I heard the drub of rain pelting the roof
Unaware that a storm had been brewing
Roar of thunder, flash of lightning gave proof
that I had no...

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By shadowed lantern light I've written verses
about flying fish and Charybdis' guzzling curses;
of humpback whales that breach crested waves
then plunge to the ocean's depth of...

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If there's kingdom of bad moments,
Its oubliette's sticking;
Where none owns any place, but-
Places own the being.

Cramping inside bad, ugly cells-
In graveyards locking in,
Inside cars or...

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For what reason this all-or-nothing thinking?
     Too hot, too cold,—but never in the middle
     I live, a...

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Enea, at the Scottish Court

The critics claim that this is far the worst
of all the frescoes.  Enea the star?  No
inkling here.  Can...

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Your destiny is sealed

You have always been our loveless master
scheming and provoking our disaster
Spinning tales of Scylla and Charybdis 
Concealing truth so it could not...

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