Best Daemon Poems

allow me to introduce to you
a dear friend
may I present The Green Man
we once shared a goblet of mead
inside the head of a nobleman
sometime in...

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley,  Born 4 August 1792
Horsham, Sussex, England[1]
Died , 8 July 1822 (aged 29)
Gulf of La Spezia, Kingdom of Sardinia (now Italy)
Occupation	Poet, dramatist,...

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Part 3:          AT HEAVEN’S GATES

To set Her free from destiny was far from my design,
but, though...

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An inner earthquake rattles him again
             as the fiery sun dips in the...

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I watch the tears fall from your eyes, but then why am I mad? …This is the day I was 
told about, they said I’d...

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"Blue Dress"



Temptation 
Green as an 
Apple

Blue 
into the arms 
of Hell

Red 
"LIFE"
Read

the bite of an Apple
Stopped me short
and 

YOU,
despite
all 

Yellow Brick Road
Tornadoes

Stood by me
Silent, still,...

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"Freedom Sees - Part 2"

Platoon magic legion
Hammerheads
beautiful, graceful escorts
leading the way
hear their call, silently swishing
dorsal fins
cutting through the 
fall-out murky pall,
they need no 
blood and...

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Thence they come, these thoughts again
As I brood, on mind thus dimmed
Fraught with doubt, crossed by light
Naught but rout, mine sublime such night

Shall I muse...

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Puberty set off affright
seeding decades long
     terrestrial space flight
freighted existential blight,
wherefore from that
attempt to live airtight
many scores yesternight
ago, I barely (except

...

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"Forbidden"

the knowledge 
acquired 
from the story
I’ve lived 
is forbidden
to be written

I listen to 
their voices
carried in the 
rustling leaves 
the whispering 
of ghosts behind me

hushing...

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"The Deconstructed Lilith"




Decomposing from a past
left forgotten and buried 
under the weakness of the first man banished

from 
Her Forest,

She rests, bound in the arms of...

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I guess everything I did or do is not good enough for you,
This Mr Nice guy is not working out to your standards isn't it...

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	Unquotable quotes – VII

What comes in through one ear goes out through the rear.
Give him a wench and, he’ll want her to be French.
Give him...

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Virtual 2050 reality ...
synapses no longer fire
they've begun to retire
into encrypted text
programmer proscribed
in the language of math.
Plasma screen progress
as hands are no longer held,
nor mouths...

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Dear trafficker,I am on the run
With face emitting fear
Worn in clothe surged into rag
By the scissors of rape
linen scars
With the screech from angry nails;
narrow escape.

Do...

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