Best Salem Poems

Salem
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Unrest of spirit churns behind thy door,
the sin interned therein is quarrelsome
No "witch" that thou hast burned serves to restore
the pitch that has upturned thy moral plumb

Forego thy demons, none would be found here
Such guile belies the pleasure of the young
Until thy trials should rise...

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Seven ships sailed south to Salem
Sacks of spices sweet sacks of salt
Riding wave’s ridges roughly
Roughly riding seas to south

Blue shallows secrets silent secluded traps
With coral teeth and rocky cracks
Fountains sprout from huge fish backs
The Kraken awaits amidst ruined ships
With sharp hungry salivating mouth

Yet the captain...

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Hebrews 7:1-7

Melchizedek was the king of Salem and a priest for God the Most High. He met Abraham when Abraham was coming back after defeating the kings. That day Melchizedek blessed him. Then Abraham gave him a tenth of everything he had. The name Melchizedek,...

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Sun hindered sultry earth, wet mound of mossy growth, 
       Cast to my grave way too early, untold secrets held by oath.
     My cross bearing name, years untold, vines they wind, 
   ...

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Witches motto is to do no harm to plants or animals
Ill understood they continue to positively garden and uplift
They were unfairly persecuted and prosecuted, murdered even
Christians bullied them, jealousy and fear determined their fate
Hysterical preteen accused the prettiest, eliminating competition
Every beautiful girl was in danger...

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Days of our youth are long since gone
 Yet some things take us back.
  Memories impressed forever...
   On our mind's Silent Track,

    The Lake, the Sand, the Pier so old
      The Shore next to...

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They should change the name, to Dog City,
from ye ole Salem Mass,
there's a dog on a leash, walking a human,
everywhere that you pass,
we have great urban stores,
and ghosts and witches galore,
salem mass, is a gem,
in Massachusetts north shore,
there are many stores of consignement,
and stores of...

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I live in a city named Salem,
which has been known for havoc and mayhem,
there are witches and goblins galore,
you can go shopping,
while on a ghost tour,
the streets are lined with cobblestone brick,
you can have your palms read,
or  visit a psychic,
there are many of homes,
both...

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Flying on an easterly wind
Over Atlantic waters, ever thinned
A village comes back into view
Eerily draped in a season anew

Hanging now with purple wisteria 
Not accusations, not hysteria, 
Is old Salem town, lush and green
Beyond, a cemetery lies, a reverent scene

Dark houses, by cherry blossoms framed
Brighten...

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While the hungry ones pass by
     the fruits of life upon the ground,
The king and queen are leaving
     and they're not making any sound.
In the coming of twilight
     there is a soldier standing...

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Days of your youth are long gone, yet some things take us back . . .
Memories impressed forever like leaves in a book, 
In our mind's silent track.

A cottage was our home for a week, when our parents got the time . . .
It was...

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At first she didn't understand, it was all new unto her innocent beauty..
The pain she could not contain her tears, as digging my nails into her back
My fangs deep her breast begging crying blood trickling soaked sweet, ecstasy....

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Where 
O’ where
Are my friends?

They’re in the New Jerusalem

Where it’s calm as the dawn
Yet bright as the sun

The gates are made of fine jewels
Like the clusters of the vine

And its crystal floors as scintillating
As the best of sparkling wine

O’ where, O’ where
Are my friends

They’re in...

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The roar of voices became muted,
consumed by the beating of her heart. 
Her eyes are wide in fright,
her life has hardly begun to start.

Yet here she is, 
small bruised body tied to the stake.
Nobody will believe her,
that this punishment is a mistake. 

Her parents won't...

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I am no martyr, no ghost, nor wizard great
They laid rocks all upon me, and again I say
I will not plead, more weight, more weight

I was a farmer, in the spring of Salem late
My wife is to be hanged the following day
I am no martyr,...

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