Best Mausoleums Poems

And the cemetery was fresh and vivid green 
when we took our bikes down the paths of it -
past stones and trees and mausoleums and...

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Rife with abstractions, and still just listening;
Leaning on pages, the night keeps glistening.
Ripping at seams, no intentions of fixing
As leaks spring up in the darkness...

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They loiter
in memory's mausoleums,
old chants, 
those gilded liturgies,
ready to resurrect
and eat through the ear
with promises
under the finery 
of polished myth.

Grafted onto our very bone,
these structures...

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Unwrapping both a blessing and a curse, extracts	
Love’s essence painting souls and framing them abstracts.
 
Too brazen into Jung’s collective we were when,
Our fists were...

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Embarking upon another vigilant journey, as ever searching these

Sinuous corridores in sublime; a maxims inverted souvenir; effusions

Waterfalls of wisdom to contest this, their mortuaries enigma....

Craven...

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A fine mist of rain falls silent 
on his thin, sharp-angled face. 
He picks up the pace and tilts 
his head to the wind. He...

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"Some of us have secrets – William Tell." 

Some of us have secrets. 
Well, we all have secrets, William Tell. 
We sweep them under the...

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A light mist of ethereous rain falls 
silent on his thin, sharp-angled
face. He lengthens his stride and 
leans toward the wind. He walks 
through plundered...

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And shake off the mantric spells ringing in your conditioned minds
            but remember and...

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Contortions beloved china doll ballets; fallacies repertoire?!

Sublime, embarking upon another vigilant mnemonic journey

As ever searching these sinuous theatres jigzaw corridores to well find

A maxims inverted...

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Wake up to the magnitude of the responsibility you shoulder
In singing the destiny humankind deserves
Betraying secrets to the egregious egret whose stakeholder
In his demented demeanour...

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Silence morphs the call of falling dusk
Gathering under fiery skies, 
Stilled leaves in somber silence hang
Moping at the darkness that plies.

Dusty paths the home-bound cattle...

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Slowly the sun sets as day turns to night.
Cellars, castles, and caves, places that cause much fright.
These are the areas, I call them my home,
secluded...

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Embarking upon another vigilant journey, as ever searching these

Sinuous corridores in sublime; a maxims inverted souvenir; effusions

Waterfalls of wisdom to contest this, their mortuaries enigma....

Craven...

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That afternoon at Highgate
When my life had paused awhile, 
Old graves and headstones greeted 
With their sad and forlorn smile.

Smirched epitaphs stared at me
My call...

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