Cauldrons Poems - Poems about Cauldrons

...Against a willowy wailing backdrop of inner chaos, an indignant incendiary mask stifles the simmering cauldrons, of a stoic stage clown post lachrymose performance wearily stunning yet stung, or t......

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...Toxic notions, mixing up potions Bubble and boil, cauldrons toil. The words evade me, They could've made me - by now - but somehow, I forget what the words were I forgot I could speak, I beca......

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...I write to you from inside an empty skull because Wednesday can be hollow and bony as we all may well know. I am a man of great hope, not unlike those earlier alchemists with their gathered elem......

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...Scaredy cat Scaredy cat scaredy cat She runs away inside, Halloween is drawing near And she only wants to hide. To be a proper witches cat She really must aspire, But she curls up just li......

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...The witches ball, Halloween is drawing near As the leaves begin to fall, They`re flying in from everywhere For the annual witches ball. Toothless hags from north to south And crones from we......

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... In between a wand and a warded space lies an old Book Of Shadows to embrace; Fee fried foe thumbs, throw them in as the guitar strums; Picked over hair follicles and toenails, A few fast......

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... With empty capacious cauldrons the living entities arrive arrogant, and depart organically desolate. In between they turn into instinctive greed slaves to snatch the unearned fortunes, ......

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...The attire was set ablaze, Consumed by a mystical haze, A moment lost in sudden daze, All sparked by a reckless craze. He poured his heart in investments, Joy climbed high with increments. Bu......

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... ..for him A little something in the scintilla of soporific smiles you left me beneath dulcet gazing twirls of ballerina stars amongst a moonlit lullaby, sitting in the......

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...You made those quiet tears fall from my eyes, No one around me, sadness intervened, As the burgundy sun clung to the eaves Like ice.Through my heartache, I watched a burnt Horizon paste ......

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...In a dark and shadowy forest, witches dwell, Casting magic spells and brewing potions old, Their cauldrons bubble with a ghostly hue, Fiendish creatures roam the woods, bewitched, By the power of......

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...In the depths of the soul's shadows, the artist is a living flame, a spark of magic, Seeking eternal themes that shine beneath the ancient vaults of the sky, To reveal them under the mantle of nigh......

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...The evil nocturnal creature called Lilith silently slithers into the realm of man at night seeking the sycophantic pleasure of pain as she drinks from a wormwood draught of hate-filled spew t......

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...gather wares for market day and cauldrons of the land baneful stock for the boiling pot before the evening’s end tankards spill and taverns heave upon these Beltane days see magic folk and so......

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...In the bounded citadel of slumbering souls, Where the search is mute and the waiting - an unwritten world, Wrestling roots of unplanned love twist and coil, Bursting wild in the field where reason......

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