Best Sorcerer Poems

I was cursed with 
ink intoxicating 
blank canvases 
with toxic scribbles,
releasing twisted tales 
of suppressed troubles.
I was a forsaken 
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Aloha Spirit

Sol, with his golden crown, greets me each morning
within divine rays extending out over emerald hills
and valleys that absorb his warmth of abiding light.

View...

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From the eyes of every soldier
Reflection of blood and death
From the eyes of a rich man
Seeker of power and wealth
From the eyes of every sailor
Sailing...

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It is a sin
for Gregory to be a miser
even to himself
accumulating infinite fortune
with a half-bedroom to show for it

It is a sin
for miss Zane to...

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An empty stairway – part 7

The king now nary cast a breath
In weakened state and fallen frown
Within his mind a door to death
An empty stairway...

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There once was a princess
so beautiful,
That all those who beheld her
Wanted her hand forever

There was, at this time,
A White Knight
In shining armor
(save a few tarnish...

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An empty trance – part 6

He stood before the arching glass
as if by angel’s breath was blown
Her beauty lives though she may pass
of any goddess...

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in your garden i long to be 
mayhem after mayhem  , you pose as me 
in  this outdoor imaginary scenery  that fills...

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I woke up in the middle of the night with tears running from my eyes. I woke up in the middle of the night because...

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The sorcerer’s staff
a powerful will…

Energy stored concept
to good or evil
but the sorcerer takes 
all the credit.

The staff ignites
a multitude of fire balls…

The sorcerer stands alone
in...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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COVENANT

The mourning of lost souls 
The treachery of natural disaster
Brings us before God to ask are we forsaken.
To adjust to ways and will of a...

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An Epic Woman  

Woman tell me your thoughts
Shall I be the fool and you the teacher?
Am I your Adonis, or do you see a...

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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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The night of the living dead is coming…
Take heed and lock your doors
The witch trains blow the whistles
As they leave the devils jaws.

He strikes the...

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