Charnel Poems - Poems about Charnel

... FORGE AHEAD Forge ahead, spines are steel anger, tragedy, treachery heal betrayal merely a step on ladders Golden Age arises, Kali Age passes fragrant oysters in Bloomsbury Blue man......

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... WHEELCHAIR BOUND Dots appeared and disappeared a single sunray flashed onto wheelspokes, canvas seat comfortably frayed bought secondhand her unexercis......

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...Spring’s Abysmal Guile By Sy Roth A vapor rises, rank as the charnel pit, a corruption of a miasma vast, as though some sepulcher, long sealed, split its stony jaws to breathe. Vile exhalatio......

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...Reflections upon mine gender identity redux Although heterosexual predilections punctuated physiological pulsations about five inches below innie belly button of mine showcasing undersize ......

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...You left. I’m not full of anything but nothingness. It’s an interesting feeling, nothingness. It hurts so badly you’d think something was there. But when I check, it’s empty. There’s nothing there.......

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...The birthday The old man is grumpy the women sit in the kitchen talking about him, “to think he drove all that way without a break.” Don’t they know driving is simpler than walking? The women i......

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...Trees turn their features inward. Cool winds wander in like stray cats. A fiery death is in the air. the party colors are flame and ash. Leafy campfires burn the residue of mammoth bones ......

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...“Good Councilman, I believe that my father created a vault somewhere in this room at the same time that he commissioned the stained glass window to be installed. I believe that as the sun rises it w......

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...ON LOOKING AT SCHILLER’S SKULL by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Here in this charnel-house full of bleaching bones, like yesteryear’s fading s......

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...Oh longest time it seems yiv dreamt, me Mausoleum Man, Coffed in Mummy's charnel home stove 'round your stonewings' span. You Monk brod in yar bunkous cell, 'tween sellow stone sainwalls, All hu......

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...Mirrors don't lie about frank and ernest portrayal... Especially when giving cheeky badass blemished physiognomic reflection tricking me seeing displeasing likeness Matthew Scott Harris, a grow......

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...No Mark by Michael R. Burch A wave implodes, impaled upon impassive rocks... this evening the thunder of the sea is a wild music filling my ear... you are leaving and the ungrieving ......

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...Looking inside the mirror Rambling thoughts Reflection in a window Standing still Frozen in time Is this me? Shall I not Be anything So many information. Are my views Mine Or are other p......

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...He drank, thirsting for her; with stygian lips pressed to her neck, She was exsanguinated. The squalid night-beast, left her lifeless body, behind an alley dumpster. No moonlight ......

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...Black night, Await the solar charnel steeds, Await the noon, Await the blacker, richer dawn. Pale heresy dispatched The light brin......

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