Best Enchantress Poems

As droplets freeze half-breathed
     From the mouth of Winter
          Howling winds, foreboding
               Bring gloom to pale landscape
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She will rise from the water, in the midday afternoon
Lightly vaulting from darkness and a bright diamond throne
Splashing forth as a fountain, spilling colors of gold
Wearing combs made of seashells, from deep in the cold

She has no tongue, she has no tears
She had no clothes,...

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You have the world at your feet
Men are crawling over you
they are hungry as a beast.
You rule the colony under your own law.
One by one...follow.
All was hitched unmindful.
 
Gracefully your lips utter a word
Your eyes glisten like a sparkling sword.
Long black hair...everyone longing to touch...

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She's an eclipsed daughter, satanic stars slaughter, 

as smoked skulls scream powers, dead enchantress flowers....

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My eyes to something beautiful are drawn
up past the peaks where clouds of pink are swirled.
I take up my pen seeing her again.
It’s the Enchantress Spring I look upon.
She stands with long hair streaming in the wind
of a glorious, bright, beautiful dawn
as the temperate breeze...

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The Enchantress with the Greenest of Eyes

This lady is quite lovely and most fascinating with the greenest of eyes,
And she’ll easily captivate and bewitch all men she meets with no surprise.
This lady has the reddest of hair, long and full, with such a lustrous sheen,
And...

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Thine eyes keep me awake
In thine forest I found thy lake
Free birds playing with gay
Chirping upon thy nest's hay

Thine eyes let me see through 
A gem crystallized in wonders
Animals gaze at a wake through
Thy name blossoms with ponders

Vibrant rivers wave along
In thine bed where title...

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The creature of beauty;
a curvature silhouette
with a sweet scent and tenderness
that can wittingly
or
unknowingly
lure and sedate the beast.
This Enchantress,
once sanctioned as weaker,
merely the bearer of offspring
has evolved
from a sex goddess 
into a commander,
able to rule
an army of warriors
by way of power,
yet 
remain true 
to her instinctive...

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She seemed to float into the dance.
Stunning, emerald-like, on a silver cloud.
With ruby red lips, whispering velvet sounds.
We, young girls, knew we hadn’t a chance.


Our clothes were anything but magical.
Teenaged girls, were overcome by her beauty.
Boys hypnotized ,ogling her, as if it was their duty?
Her...

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(Continued from part one.)

Afire not his thoughts, the Devil sees,
He soars and roars, in his physical might.
His bears’ hug, his warmth, could melt you;
Into joys and tears, in willing submission.

Treat him not, to your portions of love.
He grows cold, is lost in erotic rage.
Wiggle not...

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Dark enchantress of the night
Casting spells of sweet delight
Drawing me to flickered flame
Making me repeat thy name

I'm lost within your sultry words
You make me rise to heights unheard
Enticing me to revel in
The way you make my senses spin

You make me speak in lovers tongue
Describing things...

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Armed with bows and arrows
I take aim at lovers’ hearts
Beaming down from the heavens
Through astrological charts

Many couples have fallen prey
To the intrigue I ignite
But slowly I slip into eclipse
Removing hope in dark night

Don’t call on me to raise the tide
That power is within your hands
And,...

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O! Ferocious temptress of the land, sea and air.
Spread not thy leathery wings in fancy flights.
From the generic evolution, into future clones.
Lust raptures into unknown worlds of imagination.
		
Amazon warrior of deadly desires,
Hold my sword, it trembles in my hands.
Parched lips utter, Eureka! in fascination. ...

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Boom! Alas! Magic!
I’m stunned by your spell.
Your sorcery charms me
It’s so hard to tell.
Roving at streets
searching your presence
Like a pooch sniffing sideways
This thought makes just no sense.
Fascinating yet deceiving,
complimenting a narcissist.
This potion captivates me 
Why this madness ever exist?
Sorceress paramour 
I am cursed to like...

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Vampire Poetry

Pale Though Her Eyes
by Michael R. Burch
 
Pale though her eyes,
her lips are scarlet
from drinking of blood,
this child, this harlot
 
born of the night
and her heart, of darkness,
evil incarnate
to dance so reckless,
 
dreaming of blood,
her fangs—white—baring,
revealing her lust,
and her eyes, pale, staring ...
 
Originally...

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