Best Inquisitor Poems

...I was sitting in a white room at a table, on a chair
My mind was kind of fuzzy; I wasn’t sure how I got there
I was dressed in a white robe with white slippers on my feet
And I had a funny feeling......

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...I am fire, I stalk you and wait to burn your fat,
I am the  pyre that delights to ignite your passing hat, 
I am fire that brassy whore that sucks you dry with flames
you cannot quench

I am fir......

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                           I
Hearken back to the old rule nazis how
  Deputy Fuhrer Hart led assembly -
with his bell, megaphone and monobrow
  it was more like a Hitler Youth Rally!
And C......

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...Unseen forces like real native spirits
in red clay cliffs who show painted faces.
Singing songs echoed in faint voices:
tattered tribes, shamed souls, sacred spaces.
Hidden hurts of primitive peo......

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...For whom do you write, vainglorious poet?
Who are the disciples you seek?
Shall converts worship at the altar of your prose;
Devoutly reciting your works?
Is there passion alight in your breast;
......

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...Author Note: Entry for Jon Heck Contest "EDGE." When I think of "fear," I can think of
nothing more fearful than death and wondering what it is like.


Because I could not stop for death,
my bra......

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...Tonight, save me and wife and child from thee
Haunted horror our home assumes to be
Enchanted with evils, souls hell has freed

Oh God, thy neck is tired and hard to hold
Tyra...my wife, and child wa......

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...There’s a charge against you
Though we can’t say what it is 
In time, your list of crimes will be released

Pardon our procedures –
We consider grievances
We’ll clear your good name after you’r......

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...God is All of Us


The “Grand Inquisitor” was I
inside the grand Cathedral
hatred’s chains and silenced screams
chasing God from every cell.

I cursed the bells, the rancid robes,
a child’s ......

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...It springs like rain on mown grass
Winds murmur over quiet pines
No hoofbeats of horseman lost
No limpid water from deep springs
oasis lift from arid sand.
Barbarian rides past towers without wa......

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...Standing near the front of the queue
The boy rehearses his lines
"Just three or four pints"
Over and over again in his head

Focussing on every step
That takes him to the inquisitor
Stray too ......

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...House of cards

I.

I fear
the clock
renders
neither mirror
nor dull glass.
Like the Lilly
it moves
and grows
and dies
unseen
by our
distracted
eyes,
telling me
nothing,
moment by ......

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...The missus pounded mine posterior...
causing percussive rumpus 
to vibrate like jelly

Me experienced quite disruptive sleep
(quite early in the morning 
of November 10th 2022 -
no shut eye co......

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...What kind of fish are you? The curious girl asked the mechanical bass.
We are steampunk fish, the bass replied, thinking the question crass.
When I think steampunk I think metallic, silver, gold an......

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...she gets questioned by her girlfriend
about her recent husband
(asks questions about how his business is
going, asks questions about their new
place)---
being young & all 
she is grilled by the other......

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