Best Dreadfully Poems

'Twas a sound I thought alarming, most assuredly disarming;
Up I rose from peaceful slumber to discern what it might be.
While my candle flickered, wavered; whilst...

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From the mouth of the ocean and the eye of the wave
You erupt in my being and leap from my grave;
A lover so gloomy, yet...

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Two thousand years, a tragedy is past
Yet it's history still leaves us aghast.

On a night, dreadfully dark
A  volcano erupted, leaving it's historical mark

Mount Vesuvius...

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* My take on the theme of my contest. Just for fun. 

A canopy of silvery stars speckle the ebon expanse above me, at once...

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Tonight I felt the deep inner desire to conform, to feel at right with the crowd for fear of being scorned. But don't be fooled...

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How dim the stars when sullen and fading
as songbirds warble, their trills pervading.
When the world still sleeps at dawn's blush,
there's a lyrical melody in the...

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stillness …

save a twittering bird ...
hand on clarity, hardness -
fingers spread
opposing - jets of oily black octopus ink, (resembling)
decanted, manipulated, channeled
barbed circles coalesce
language as beauty?
as...

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Nature,
thou art so great.
The sun still shines so bright.
All alone I walk with the wind.
Trees line up on my way in robes of green.
From branches,...

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As winter brings shortened light,
as famine delivers harvest blight
So does violence yield premature burial gain,
scarlet tears of Noah’s premonition rain
Crimson tidal force,
deluge of cursed, wolf...

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As I work hard in the hot cotton fields all day
I dreadfully think about the long night to come
Since you lost your wife you tell...

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August 30 2018 12:10 a.m. through 2 a.m. the last time I said good-bye.

  I woke up not expecting to lose the love of...

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As evenings dark began to close in
a little girl wipes her nose on her sleeve.
Listless and hungry she walks in the snow
a poor and lost...

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A buxom young lady named Mary 
whose nipples were dreadfully hairy 
Tried waxing and plucking 
When no one was looking     ...

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A wounded heart
An offense of conscience
Inner struggles
Inspirations?
Or in desperation do I dip this pen

Deep within the ink wells
So dreadfully crimson
My declarations
Upon this soaked paper bled

The...

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Anger is a form of fear
Violence is what I always hear
It is unpredictable and uncontrollable
It makes peace unstable
Everyone has it, it is like an addiction
It...

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