Best Llb Poems

"Wishing Well"




Plain Jane blew her wishes 
down a wishing well

Lit long white bless'ed candles
dipped in holy water 

Brackish 

Crocodile tears from Hell
Witches hold hands together

Stand united
show and tell

Plain Jane 
knows her subjects inside out

Sisters plain and simple
holding hands 

united 

standing by the 
Wishing Well



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"The Great Forgotten Language" 

In the forest
Love shows
the way
spreading seeds

strange creatures
come forth
into the clearing 
of a known self

some run away
spooked as if 
the bare reflection 
shows their undressed soul

confronting, 
are the peculiar
ghosts risen, speaking 
like narratives of old 

invincible invoking magic
as if taken from a...

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"Escalating the Muse"



Written on the body
passive complacence
stretches sharp ink 
etched pain in the soul
then real beauty 
from the 
Book of Truth, 

a page moored
in transparent skin 


;


Black, 
tattooed ceremonially
on the tongue
speaks diaphonous
Freedom

Written on the body
stretches stories ripped
and tall, they are torn,
a small revolution 
amongst the...

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"Cherish Armour"


She 
wears 
Her armour,

LOVE -

draped like chain mail
shields You 
with Her heart

When She is drowning
She will throw You to the sure
safe for Your future

And She will cry of lost children 
morbid oblivion, 
damnation and desolation

Her tears flood wider 
than any vast 
deep ocean 

Hidden...

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"Bugger the "Group" mentality. I say burn it up with a revolutionary act, start your own Group. If you didn't exist, there would be no world. You are your own world, your own Cosmos, you are luminescent, keep on shining - the people who matter...

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"Wolves"



Pulchritude is not a beautiful word.

Dark can be beautiful
when walking with wolves
hearing their stories
sad songs of love lost 
soft they begin 
and then hungry
for the essential missing elemental,
they can be heard harshly calling, 
after a while smooth and enticing,
for something to 
satisfy the burning hunger...

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"Heather"

such a tumultuous quiet discourse
crochet hooked and thinking on wheels,
the wrong turns, sometimes thoughts move
to the recalcitrant one, another tumultuous heart,
mixed feelings like heavy storm clouds move 
towards the vociferous missing one, 
who looks on from that place in the gut,
intuition, the compass and metronome...

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“Small Addictions” 

bit by bit 
the hunger begins,
the time when everyone,
it would seem, is giving in
to those small addictions

inevitably they become
your sole purpose for living,
your entire self turned inside out,
those small addictions 
inevitably grow 

they leave you on your own,
vacant of purpose, tank on empty,
considering...

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“God like, not so different” 

She wrote, 
“where do you go to my lovely?”

my response, 
“I sink into the screen 
like a scream queen goddess,
I am Lilith most of the time
tap dancing away and 
singing off key unashamedly
loudly in life out of step, always
out of...

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"Tightropes of the Three Graces" 

Tightropes
for hanging clothes
on a line 

each piece 
pegged wooden
held between closed fences

misfortune's breeze lifts
sleeves like covers
pointing the way home

books and their pages
for The Davenport dancers 
all's well that ends well 

scene perfect
imperfect fortunes
throughout their ages

the balancing act
seeking Life’s rhyme
saving fates...

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"Conversations with a Daughter: Creeps"



Time creeps
my beautiful, clever, daughter 

Weirdos are us 
incorporated 

There's that beautiful laugh,
that beautiful smile

Who wants to 
belong here 

they keep you on 
the outer edge

that’s cool, 
take all the time you require

that time that creeps
and swallows past mistakes 

and imperfect...

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"50 Words for Poe: Monkey Boy"




"VACANT" ...

You lie your head down on a soft pillow
in a grey room 
They say you have the Key
But it’s Hell, 
you’ve done the work
You’re not forgiven
You’re not free

Someone on the other side 
wants to lie down
there is no soft...

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"The Walk"



The most precious 
diamonds falling
every step before me
wet the ground 

bare feet
my blood, 
my gift,
our foundations

placed reverently 
before you
solidarity
I gave you 

gifted under burning
oath of Golden Sun
Where have you gone
In this dream of yours?

Where are 
all my children?
Bring me my children
the ones who meet...

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"The Silkworm’s Birthday"





Mulberry leaves flutter in the breeze
Kookaburra brave Joker bluffs a sky blue breast 
Drops one feather for a quill, a song hidden in a laugh, no bitter pill
magic never rests, like a crystal prism spinning in light, magic reflects


While a black cat purrs...

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"The Emasculation of Man"
 


The world goes by loudly
emasculated man 
sees nothing 
for what it’s worth
ignorant and 
pumelling chests
gorilla armies 
neanderthals
small brained 
with closed fists 
power hungry 
greed-fuelled 
knowing all 
blind to the 
supernatural
natural course 
of an ending
beginning 
all around man 
something unseen
is being birthed...

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