Best Wake The Dead Poems

Six steeple towers, cold as steel, drab daggers in the sky!	
Their hallowed halls no longer call when breezes wander by –
for, filled with dread to...

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Now, I am not a huge man

I'm not large by any means

In fact it is surprising

I still wear normal jeans

My pants don't have elastics

I still...

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He was asleep on his stomach.
His snoring could wake the dead.
She glared at his sleeping back
wanting to push him out of bed.

She covered her ears...

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SPOOOOKEEEE

Lost in the woods
On All Saints Night
Chill in my blood
Moon’s a fright

Its ring around
Is red as hell
And distantly
The doomsday bells

Eerie bongs
Tis truly said
One short ...

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Unshakeable groggy state
plagues mein kampf
impossible mission to awaken
this comatose zombie
drugged horror - by potent

self manufactured narcotic -
oppressive tantalizing
nightmares indistinguishable
when supposedly conscious,
eyes cannot differentiate

dusky "reality" from
twilit...

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It was my first summer job
I didn’t feel quite ready 
but I tossed all hesitation aside
it was time to stretch my wings

I felt lucky and...

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A maiden’s crown of ivy
Entwined within her hair,
A sweet come hither smile
That warms the very air,
Her scent a wild perfume
That drives sense from my head,
Her...

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Shish, don’t wake the dead!

The sculpted angel holds
Her finger to her lips and
Whispers..............
Lichens on her limbs attest
To the time she has spent
Tender breathing silence.

About the...

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When I was a lad, we had a dunny out the back,
just a hundred feet away from the house,
down a little narrow track.
I never paid...

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Continued from Part 1

The City’s blur? A sepulcher for Christians, Muslims, Jews –
Cathedrals, Temples, vacant now, enshrine their residues,
for churches, mosques and synagogues abide without...

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am not going to talk about it!!”
Was the last thing that he said,
He shouted it so all could hear
The noise so loud it could wake...

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You gots to wear your  ‘elmet
It’s a rule what can’t be broke
Suspose you ‘as a haccident
That wouldn’t be a joke
If sumfin’ comes a crashing...

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my first love, my high school sweet and shy girlfriend.
a feeling never felt before, I prayed it wouldn’t ever end.

the drive-in movies, the carnivals, we...

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Make it not secret
I am your loyalist friend or your deadliest enemy.
Sky writers write my name among the clouds.
I am everything.

Nothing you have ever seen...

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EASTER MORN – from the chap book,
From Childhood, by Dave Austin

Wake up! -
    overnight – soft bunnies
    yellow chicks
...

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