Best Handmaidens Poems

Watch out for betrayers, the knowing handmaiden said.
Cleopatra took the apple, not realizing she would soon be dead.
The asp was hidden well, same color green...

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The handmaidens 
Of autumn
Allowing the 
Aspen trees to 
Shed their souls
Just 
listen to
the 
sweet sound of 
the
autumn leaves of gold...

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Moon In Auburn


As the stars were heaped upon a mantles Shangri-La
The miniature toy town beneath its cape 
Quiet hung in yellow golden windows lit
So silent...

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The song they sing 
Will bewitch you
Promising you everything
Warming your bed to loving you

Heartbreakers for sure
Full of wickedness and sin
They are so evil
Promising love but...

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very short, abridged, edited, small version.

There was a cave, deep within the hills
Of St Francis
A seedling traveled by the black crow
And was dropped on the...

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A legend of Ireland that lives long and hard through this very day
Is of Jack the widow’s son who took risks that truly did more...

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A METAPHYSICAL MUSE
What thou lovest in her face
is colour,if her face be painted 
on a board or wall, thou wilt
love it.She speaks,smiles and
kisses much. Because...

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Upon reality, I spring the truth
Of candid sights of nature
She comes stealthily towards me
Leaving no tracks in her walk
The moon enlightens the soul’s encampment
Upon the...

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I see her often
        solaced with beauty
the rich sweet softness 
of her eyes
   which all my...

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Nemesis of well tended graveyards
flourish with abundant life—
luscious with nourishing reward.
Birds and worms feast without strife:

basking in the sun are ripe red tomatoes;
rivaled only by...

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Yet Walk Thee, Into Dawn's Sweet Renewing Rays

Once lost, what hell else better have you got?
Two broken feet, treading on molded rot
Nay! Cry thee not...

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We know this world is the devil's playground
And he will do anything to turn people away
From our Lord and savior Jesus Christ almighty
But good will...

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in the realms of marine stardust
there still flicker deviant desires,
fanned flames that nothing can prevent,
lustrous ignitions devoid of hesitations;
bartering for the souls and shoes
of footloose...

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I see her often,solaced with beauty,the rich sweet softness of her eyes, that all my senses now apprehend. Elixir of all vertues, handmaidens, Pandars of...

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A black butterfly visits 
a morning display 
of dew wet flowers.
No concern about the mere mortal 
tending the garden.
It's soon joined by
a phalanx of small whites.
Handmaidens 
to a...

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