Best Purgatorial Poems
When I Die
...When my life has finally left me and my last breath has been shed
And the silver cord is broken and my bodies firmly dead
I shall hover near the body, download the scenes of this past life
Noting al......
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Categories:
purgatorial, bereavement, christian, death, heaven,
Form:
Rhyme
All Hail Medea
...Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone.
The inscription is illegible, but that matters not to me.
At this centuries-old grave I place flowers and moonstone --
As requested by my......
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Categories:
purgatorial, beauty, death, desire, fantasy,
Form:
Narrative
Sea of Trees
...They are silently screaming under the canopy
Of the hundreds of branches breathing aloud
Baying for the sky, the sea of trees
Beneath their veil lingers not a sound
Nor earthly remains of a thous......
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Categories:
purgatorial, blessing, nature, sea, suicide,
Form:
Sonnet
Where Are They Now
...where is he now?
the poor kid
they chased around
the playgrounds
just to see his shoes
flopping in and out
half off his bare feet.
Where are they now?
the poor girls
disheveled and plain
......
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Categories:
purgatorial, class, life, old, teenage,
Form:
Free verse
The Unknown Poet N' the Lover With An Immortal Heart (Part 1)
...On a windswept hill crest by the sea there is a lonely ancient sentient tree that seems so
figuratively familiar to me, I wonder why this can be n’ who my heart longs for when
I’m here n’ why love......
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Categories:
purgatorial, adventure, angst, death, devotion,
Form:
Ode
White Walls
...Whitewashed sterile walls enclose,
Cluttered fixtures and cluttered egos,
Layed to waste on the purgatorial carpet,
After the august ersatz banquet.
Yet sporadically in bouts of joy,......
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Categories:
purgatorial, friendship, introspection, life
Form:
Verse
Purgatorial Juxtaposition
...PURGATORIAL JUXTAPOSITION…
My hate and anger have become juxtaposed,
positive states of mind and likewise emotions:
I hate the daily injustice that’s being exposed;
and am angry at so much......
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Categories:
purgatorial, america, anger, black african
Form:
Sonnet
Winter's High Noon Tease
...Winter’s High Noon Tease
Shinning in regal glory,
the heat of the sun was cooled down
by misty winds sneaking through
and passing around
outstretched arms
of naked winter trees—leaves gone
......
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Categories:
purgatorial, 12th grade, 8th grade,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Dumpster-Diving Deity
...Dumpster-Diving Deity
By Mark D. Stucky
Dirty, broken, and forgotten,
discarded as worthless junk
at garage sales and trash collections,
were treasures I have rescued.
......
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Categories:
purgatorial, god, humor, metaphor, religious,
Form:
Free verse
True Story of a Fated Life
...I was ripped out of my mother's womb by caesarian,
Punished for years in purgatorial syatem schools,
Abused in a paedophilic cult until I was seventeen,
fell truly madly deeply,
They saw to that,......
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Categories:
purgatorial, lifedeath, me, death, me,
Form:
Concentric Bubbles
...First, it is our task
to find out where we are,
and that is after we discover
we are bubble men, and frantic
at the moment to escape each one
and gain the next outside to taste
its succulence, the f......
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Categories:
purgatorial, allegory, universe,
Form:
Free verse
Faith Bird
...
Faith Bird
By Mark D. Stucky
“Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.” -- Rabindranath Tagore
Faith bird, please s......
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Categories:
purgatorial, faith, light, prayer, psychological,
Form:
Rhyme
Purgatorial Perceptions
...Purgatorial Perceptions
By Mark D. Stucky
In the basement, I heard fluttering sounds
coming from inside the old chimney.
Cautiously opening the clean-out trap,
I came n......
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Categories:
purgatorial, anxiety, bird, emotions, endurance,
Form:
Free verse
Bells
...I speak of the desolate
of an ending where there is no God,
or beacon or harbor.
of the pure and deserted
who sit mute and stare
at lights as cold as moons..
who rests in wire cradles,
who's angels......
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Categories:
purgatorial, dark, death, loss, prayer,
Form:
Gloria in Eggshellsis
...Gloria in Eggshellsis
By Mark Stucky
Will my shell crack open
from external stresses?
Will my soul ooze out to sizzle over fire.
Will my soul simply rot inside my she......
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Categories:
purgatorial, anxiety, depression, endurance, god,
Form:
Free verse