Best Scylla Poems

Between The Devil and The Sea
( Scylla and Charybdis )
 
Cosmetic the creature cover girl
is accessible only at night
a picture female in her temple
laying askew...

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And so they sailed, on and on, uncharted were where they went, till they came to Hade's land
Dark and grey and dismal was the land...

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Hattie L. Rogers

1844 – 1917


The playing cards of life are a stacked deck.
As soon as you begin to breathe
You begin to die and disintegrate.
All of...

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Lying in an augur's aviary..
Reneging on my virtues,so credulous..
The feying fay being taken to 
bury,
I see things called ambigous.


Slowly fading odour of scantity..
In Attica, end...

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Take your own sweet time, and let others keep time.
Tea for two always ends up in a hell-uv-a bellowing brew ;    
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So once again, with grim countenance, the ship sailed on with all bemoaning their woes
Till calm seas prevailed, with balmy sun, sweet zephyr song, they...

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Villanelle: French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
  
     Dedicated to the great French actor, Off Course!

French Gourmand...

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We let loose the untamed winds
As boulders crashed eleven ships were lost
With storm unabated into the Laestrygons we ran
T'was one lone ship which hit Circe's...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XII

IF you pull a mighty long face
Such as even Bollywood can't display
Put not the blame on the...

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If there's kingdom of bad moments,
Its oubliette's sticking;
Where none owns any place, but-
Places own the being.

Cramping inside bad, ugly cells-
In graveyards locking in,
Inside cars or...

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For what reason this all-or-nothing thinking?
     Too hot, too cold,—but never in the middle
     I live, a...

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Enea, at the Scottish Court

The critics claim that this is far the worst
of all the frescoes.  Enea the star?  No
inkling here.  Can...

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Your destiny is sealed

You have always been our loveless master
scheming and provoking our disaster
Spinning tales of Scylla and Charybdis 
Concealing truth so it could not...

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not height of waves that I must crest
nor pull of tides from murky depths
not lack of sun or moon in sky
nor compass lost to view...

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remains  of rehab
bottle   no  longer beckons
sweet   pills   give  surcease
scylla defeats charybdis
librium  now  liberates



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