Best Shalott Poems

Two young lovers in wakeful bed,
Love-talking after they were wed,
His arm a pillow for her head,
Remembered words, poetry said,
     Old tales...

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Anxious, chained at the barrier hither
Musings take hold of my existence
Unsure whether I am an individual or a species
Do I contain contradictions in these multitudes

In...

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I look towards the foaming sea		
The clouds go by, the wind runs free		
I stand upon the tremblin’ quay		
And wonder now where you could be	
I call...

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"The Familiar"



Softly ever so Softly 
on hardened paws
Nemesis 
follows the 
Red Apple 
scent of 
Her sword
 
a peony pink pocket flushed
velvet violent violet viola 
playing
warm...

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Do you like me for my form
And my cosmetic moments
With their conceits and affectations,
Bejewelled with glittering gewgaws,
Hinting at the scents of summer,
All show but no...

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   Awake on a numb dark night he wonders--
      tired cells of his existence blazing
  on fiery...

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"The Psychopomp’s Embrace" 

No judgement 
from the fallen 

unseen angels 
credited 
with scores to 
safely harbour 
lost passing ships 
that crush souls 
in dark night
ferrying...

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The mornings create renewed hope
As lovers make plans to elope
And friends discover how to cope
Which contours a kaleidoscope
Of vibrantly affected dreams
Delightful colored potentials
From wondrous heavenly...

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Fire kissed you lay your ivory skin aglow
beneath the gaslight from the cheery floral globe
marooned in innocence he died not long ago
and left you to...

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Flight Of Fancy
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 Tennyson's form from The Lady of Shalott 

I sing my fame ignoring grace
as I meet vict’ry face to face.
Defying prudence to efface
the pride of...

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In twilight’s chill, there wafts the sad lament
of one whose Camelot will be her doom.
She drifts - like fall to winter - to her death.

She...

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Darkened Doorways


He’d walked this trail in dreams before
sniffed hungrily at each locked door
across the country shore to shore
from rocky coasts to mountains core
felt the populations...

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The First Lady Of Dark Woe-Begone


Aisha was the first Lady of Woe-Begone

So greedy for her light to be shone

Never afraid to go it so very...

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"50 Words for Poe: Doppleganger"




Dearest Lily,

It has been some months now that you have been Silent
there has been an episode at the Asylum

I wander how...

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