Best Psyches Poems

Hiding in daylight
concealing his teeth
Flying at night
in flocks of deceit
When fortune demands it
he says he’s a bird
When birds are in season
a flittermouse heard
He courses the...

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Would you still love me ... perchance I was half a man?
     My carnal, physical core torn from me like ragged...

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This is a collaboration with Susan Ashley, excerpts taken from her Amberina Ballerina poem. One of the best writes I've ever read, check it out!...

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The Raven and the Bard
-Daniel Henry Rodgers

The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night,
Its haunting words, a melody of fright.
The Bard's natural lines, like "Evangeline's"...

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Psyches on the edge
Psyches going wild
Wild child oh so daring 
Wild one hellish bold 
Bold and downright brazen
Bold though fiercely blind
Blind to subtle logic 
Blind...

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THE CITY AND THE STATE OF PLAY TODAY

No one worries about morals today 
They follow the rules they create
So to them all is ok
Those on...

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When I look into your eyes, I take a journey into your soul discovering that inner being that I love and yearn to know;

When I...

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A predator among us.
A villian in our midst.
An entity of evil,
Clouding up our wits.
Preying on the innocent.
Devouring the strong.
A sycophant immortal.
Unbound by right and wrong.
White...

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My untamed heart, 
ruled by unruly wants
Sometimes in tatters, 
but flatters and taunts

I played at life...
but life played me harder,
Lived bet to debt...
in life's Russian...

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When I look into your eyes,…

… I journey into your soul discovering your inner being that I long to know;

… I waltz with the sparkle...

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       Xenophobia

Heed the warning
This isn't for the faint of heart
Verbalizing my deepest yearnings 
They're bound to be a bit...

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The
cool morn
makes him wish
for more sleep. Still,
he goes and takes in
nature’s treat: misty lake,
stony peaks, the colored trees,
autumn sounds and sights… poetry.
Humbled, he psyches himself...

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Our exquisite Queen of passion
Rides on a dazzling white horse
Within her hand she wields a pen
Describing adventures of course

She takes us to many places
So our...

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Unquotable quotes: Outsiders and Odd Men – XXVIII

                 for...

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        The Killing Field
	Bong Son,Viet Nam
	Not All Dead, Returned In Body Bags
	Written: By Tom Wright
	1/21/03
	
	The war in Viet...

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