Best Sigils Poems

Oh how sad, oh how glum,
Goodness gracious prater comes.
Writing winsome words of woe,
Endlessly stopping, never to go.

Whiling away the endless hours;
Scribbling sigils, clawing, I cower.
Oh...

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fickle crickets: 
serenading sirens
of retreat, as chartreuse digits 
creep dark alley swamps;
hanging jungle themes invade
quiet dens perpetuated by
creation’s wet glory...croaking:
ancestral tales of grandeur.

mammal sigils:
	evoking tootling...

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Oh, how sad, oh how very glum,
Goodness gracious me prater comes.
Still writing winsome words of woe,
Endlessly stopped, never to go.

Oh Lord, let not our life...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber...

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There is a potential so pure in your nature
that it be nexus between diviner and rapture
where freedom finds the fire of Prime Creator
deep in the...

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Symbols and sigils flood the forebrain as I walk through the metal and wired glass doors. With an whoosh of air, they close as if...

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Oh, how sad, oh how very glum,
Goodness gracious me prater comes.
Still writing winsome words of woe,
Endlessly stopped, never to go.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

Endlessly...

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Bruce

A lumbering man, 
audibly achily, stepped to the
floor’s center.
Had there been a spotlight, he’d’a shone.

His arms unfurled.
His hips spun.
His soles, silent
as he padded here,
then twisted...

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“50 Words for Poe: Azrael”



What alchemy to lure Azrael
who hidden until now
keeps his vigil 
in the still sound of 
the shattering silence 
of falling leaves
under...

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alone I made camp
in an old post-war lean-to
so close to the river
mist covers me like dew

next to my rough camp
I found rougher white stones
faded names,...

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Perusing the tomes of esoterica,
One truth I've learnt indeed,
Not one book contains it all.
There's always more to read.
Axiom mixed with allegory,
Abstract salt and misty sulphur.
Is...

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Battlefields littered with energies spent
erode the code that once held all firm
as spies disguise to resurrect consent
under malformed skies pacing out a term
transcendent in treacherous...

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Defiler of the world of beauty 
belay the brush of ignorance
let not their feeble sigils
mar the majesty of mountainside.

May poverty’s rant 
pierce a more appropriate...

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There was a young man named Anton,
who lived back in the seventies,
he wasn’t the type to fit in,
felt outcast from society.

Never got along with others,
and...

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I'm Israel
for once I was real
now I'm nothing but a living hell
the ruthless child and his deceiving spell 
once upon an Israel
now the eye in...

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