Best Writhes Poems

A dedication to Eileen Ghali
for her prolific production of
inspiring work

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Hurricane Eileen - The Storm

As darkness drew nearer
Light falling...

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Days pass into the weakest of loveless nights. The moon blinks.
The stars swirl beneath the colored brush of Van Gogh. He links.
Comets trail snowfields of...

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Bits and pieces
	bits and pieces
shattered ground writhes with the moon
soft the dirt still
	wet and warm
too soon
	too soon
		too soon

torn nails shred the bell cord
tin the sound...

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Blood surges through the deep gash in his armor
while the brave knight writhes in pain and cries in anguish.

The battle is over now and the...

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'Twas a fortnight fraught with tainted stars;
'Midst mournful tears salting Neptune's sea.
A withered lass swallows internal scars,
'Twixt purist passions removed from thee.

Thoust bravest beloved her...

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Tonight is my birthday and I'm in for a surprise
My darling desires to thrill my eyes
The living room is set and the lights are turned...

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In summer night when the sky is blue
When in hearts passions ignite
When the clouds shower a sprinkle or two
When desires brighten the darkness of night

When...

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He glances out the window,
And watches the sunset,
But he doesn’t see the beauty,
Nor the warm rays which, 
Pierces through the glass,
Only the anticipation and, 
Anxiety...

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Unsettling the days we live,
the whole world writhes in anguish;
hatred dances with brutality
and innocent children languish--
what lies around the corner?

Will the future be stolen
by evil...

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Within the forest’s dream of night’s true fright
shadows twist obsidian trees torment,
the cypress writhe in blood moon’s bright delight.

The hunter hides his nascent lust for...

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First light and her shadows angle silent, long as the crawling ivy
Tuck themselves away beneath, underworld of stem and leaf
My eyes so cold afrost, fall...

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How easily you return,
Within this mind's hindsight,
Never knowing how the swelling,
Gaping hole of your absence,
Weighs me down heavily,
With the confusion of your presence
In my dreams...

I...

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26.

A stationary bicycle
Never travels very far.
Nor sniffs the meadow flowers
Or sets the evening star.

It is far from me to criticize
The direction that you ought...
But it...

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Veritas Vincit
 the elusive goddess of the mind and soul couplet
a revelation of who we are, what we believe,
 all that we imagine is or...

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A governess, a guardian of the young, so known and dear as to be called “Mother” and a noblewoman, just barely 12 by age, named...

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