Best Oblations Poems

Pictures of the dead,
pamphlets of the deceased
They’re passed out at every funeral,
where the broken hearted grieve ...
handed out like business cards
This strange belief
is a superstitious...

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enjoy the reed
now displayed as a satisfactory deed.
*          *       ...

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Timely sifting, sets slowly drifting
lofty apart, aloof of sort
as lost ships, in tidal dips 
as ocean attests, perils at best
sortie Est, sortie Quest

Through a remembered...

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The festivities of the autumn equinox begin.
Wicca acknowledges this yearly event as Mabon.
The fruits of all who labor are gathered this night.
A coven encircles an...

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How quick capitalone two-step flickr ring imperceptibly, 
   kneaded asper byte
sized LivingSocial ties, linkedin and massaged viz MineCraft flight
of fancy outlook with plenti...

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Venerations Ablazed

Altruist veneration in an endeavour 
Let the dew drop onto the leaf
Untamed dew,but chose to fall
Upon the sordid soil in grief

Blossomed lilac benignly pleased
Nectar!...

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The Scroll of Sorceress:
I do dark arts,
I do allure men to beat drums,
I cast spell through evil eye beads,
My dirty tricks no one reads,
I am...

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Another day ends with insipid sun
One more uncertain season
Another month ebbs slowly invariably gone
One more uninteresting month another reason

Each bulb impressively pushing old soil up
So...

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Obsession

Obsession with "O's"

Oh, obsession’s obfuscating oligarchy
Oceans of oblivion
Outrage in ostentatious obsession
Overrun in hurricanes named obdurate and obstinate
Overtures of oxidized compulsive orchestration in
Obbligatos overflowing obituaries -
Overbearing...

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the moon’s sunny teeth
greeting
the elder’s
receding feet –

just on the thresh-hold
of the god’s bolted
wheels
our laughters shall out-wit
the crocodile weeping
 over crude bombardments –

for blood –
o, blood!...

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Last Stroke of Midnight	

The last stroke of midnight chimes –
All plans stand at attention, start here,
Perfect prophecy inhales the first breath 
Of winnowing starlight foretold
As...

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Most Beautiful Christmas Poem
	Christmas Rose	

The Christmas Rose bursts into bloom
As echoes of midnight’s final chimes resound –
Precious Bloom of Perfect Prophecy inhales a first breath...

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near these old outspoken rocks
behind the caves & waterfalls
& mounts that herald old tales
niger lads do their night’s rites
celebrating the age-long fairies
old queens in melodious...

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HYMN TO OUR GOD OF MANY FACES
God of many names and faces,
Hymns of how our lives interlace
With you, whom we have known
And think of you...

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The glazier putting the cup in its place a disdained glass              ...

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