Best Wormwood Poems

"The Wormwood Portfolio"



Reams of stories
riddled with worms
wood for burning
all the children
cover their eyes
tears smoked 
into the lungs
gender fluid
propheticising 
bitter water
electric brains
chipped like 
fine-boned China
downloading 
overloads...

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Through shoveled loam I glimpse pale light
   Hands dare intrude into my burial crypt
Exposing the devastation of my decay
   Dignity of...

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Stepping past the crater towards your door,
     I am reminded of warm days
surrendered in flowery abandon while
     brushing against cool veins of
leafy promise, requiring only the slightest
     compassion...

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The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes...

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Continued from Part 1

               “Upon your knees in golden naves, while...

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The Roman administrators came for the wealth of our worship
demanding that I crack the church's coffers wide open
for their needs, for the Empire's desperate embellishments,
in...

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People in my school have names for someone like me.
    Freak, crazy, weirdo, a spawn by the devil's decree.
   ...

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The Mariner's old salted-air skin,  leather tight,
on a mast-hard frame of bones
and flash flood rushing blood,
faces ice-fed winds bouncing his ship
and helm cockeyed on...

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First moonlight,
Lips buzzed
Numb with new kisses
And wine,
Salty crispy hibachi ribs,
And your authentic sex.
Eyes smiling in the silence,
Small talk, funny faces,
And the sound of the dawn...

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Then let not the sun's light fall upon me
Nor to caress my skin in warmer bond
For I care not if all my love has fled
To...

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“Éagmais croí a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Faoi dhíon taobh istigh de na blianta seo.
Fanacht i bhfianaise, a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Ós rud é go ndearnadh...

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The Escape from the Turkish Slavery
(Ukrainian historic folk song)

There broke into the Tartar sprites,
And they captured my daughter, nice,
Marusyna, my daughter, dear,
I remained with one...

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Those hateful green eyes. . .
I’ve seen more color in blacks and grays than in your bottomless hell
You call yourself a true friend?
With you, I’ve...

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The waters of joy splashed my direction
Happiness is coming my way
Happiness is coming my way
Nothing is in my way
Nothing is in my way

I walk gaily...

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"Two Worlds Split"



One world 
fell into unlit hues 
black swallows 
black dogs their consort
murderous their crows
black wings of darkest blue

dark knight,
their oceans
locked in 
another's,
lost eternally,
dark...

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