Best Devilry Poems

Springing free from glistening 
Fronds
The summers heat leaps for 
Height;
Whilst drifting obscurely far
Above 
A distant lark now hangs in 
Flight.

Floats down his sweet trill,
Accompanied by...

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Pigtails loosen yet messed, 
twisted by pliant fingertips
of evening’s devilry…  
tracing her budding breasts,
embers gleam from a lamplight, dim…
his jerked breathing quickens to rake...

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The Full Moon Makes Faces Tonight 

Gazing out my picture window on this darkest of night,
The full moon shone sky-high with the brightest of light.

I...

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Utopian dreams of HALCYON days are blind to devilry.
   Where OPULENT wealth with SONOROUS, grandiloquence,are feared by JEALOUSY.
   PENUMBRA casts it's...

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Gauze arms prance
between the limbs,
a mourning pines
when cloudline dims.
A tangled wood
that dangles loose,
silence screams
this delicate noose.
Devilry unravels
and moon has bled
king of puppet 
cuts off life's...

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The diversity of beliefs have collectively demoralized 
the sanctity of attaining wisdom and respectfully sharing
the exchange of knowledgeability by compartmentalizing creativity. 
This makes us..............................
willingly grasp...

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Long time in the agricultural field , working under the rising sun ,
counting the amount of time , to lead a lax time with my...

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When the blood- red of moon acts as a backdrop,
In your arms I begin to feel  this night’s  potion
 Beguiling  hours as...

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The dark sky beckons the celestial mage
With age-old runes and devilry
When shadows begin to cover the moon 
A cloud wafts by and laughs at me


09/29/15

Supermoon...

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For Old Star-Gazer Master Khayyam – a name like Shakespeare’s for “some” other giants – Part Two


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Somewhere between increasing size of the uniform
Maturity kicked in, and I grew up, mom
Molded to be different than the peers I grew among
If I were...

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It was wonderment.
The mesmerizing expression rolled off her tongue in waves. 
To my puzzlement I was in a state of allurement.
Her vibes were sent to...

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Heathen warriors dressed in the plaid
Victims of time and an evil brigade
Pursue their beliefs far into the South
Gaelic words from a Jacobite mouth

Like bairns against...

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This one has been a labor of love, took nearly 3 weeks to write. Just couldn't get the meter right.
But with that said I think...

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My memories of my childhood days are few and far between,
My lucky number seven and my favourite colour green.
Banality of daily life was there for...

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