Coil Poems - Poems about Coil

There was a young man named Fred (the tooth fairy lived in dread) a wild flamboyant from afar the spice island Zanzibar a singer he'd been and sang a good song with four-octave range in the band called Queen tho' considered 'strange' with plus four in the upper jaw he had more teeth than most once nicely depraved now dead and gone when he gave up the ghost shuffled...

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Along this misery coil Dust drifting on currents ebbing in Approaching storms, lightning flickering is sheets along thunderheads That builds on a hot summer evening Along this misery coil The humidity drips from the flesh like oil A hot engines scream with steam Billowing into the twilight sky Vacant windows with odd old yellow lights wink on In the hot evening Burning...

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On spewing wave, our departing ride Crazed currents crack, an azure slide Freedom mingles in sea foam seethe Cobra throat coast gulps river relieve Estuary entry rests, rushing ruthless ...

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Bedsit Sit beside your bed And wallow there please The world doesn't want to see you today Even you don't want to see you today Oh god why does everything hurt And why do I feel so crap I hate mornings If you love mornings In my books Sorry there is something wrong with you...

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Everywhere known as the Red Hot, For which it is also Near Not You try it skin won’t like the spot Awaits the eye the worse-than-blot… Everywhere hated for its smoke, Smoke sneaking into eyes not a joke; In emergency tears eyes soak, Big frowns and squints by the taxed bloke… What fire does is keep burning, For a torched house triggered mourning, Watchers;...

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A coil of the labyrinth winds deep into the night. A path that is tortuous and falls into terror turning left then suddenly right. Something sits in a dark room pondering the moves of kings. Hearts imagine a world of fire. Oppression of governments that are tangled in the web of the labyrinth, like mist. The mind of...

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my car sits there like a silver brick lying on the asphalt and here at the top of the street the gargoyles of the building know me and they know that at night I smoke in the dark corners of the patio biting nails counting bricks avoiding stepping on the ants while I levitate over...

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It wasn’t a green snake That tried God’s enterprise to foil Nor one of greenish make That had man pushed into piteous toil. The sun-loving green wouldn’t anything spoil, As often it’s thinking of how to funnily coil, This presuming to playfully act out on your very soil While your odd animosities you oil And not once, not twice, unnecessarily boil....

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The coil spirals endlessly chambered secrets dwell an angel weeps across an infernal land things sit in a quite hell the words are written fate is dealt the meanings are felt a Requiem for the dying thoughts are the lights of souls chambered were ancient secrets dewell Raven wings fan the eternal flames in the land of...

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Dancing the words to lance the boil With grace and style but no toil Watering the soul’s thirsty soil Poetry sings the mortal coil...

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Of barren, coarse, of wrath I speak Long I pondered my passage through the Gates Now I stand at the prow surrendered and bleak Sailing my gondola like an eel through the Straits Where I am at peace with falling off the cliff Whizzing like an ancient spear Swept from the earth in the moment of grief Seeing all the pictures of...

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Am I destined for hell An eternity of woes The wraith waits addicted And the demons fight for my soul It seems I struggle To abstain from The temptation of this Mortal coil Our Savior Did not die in vain He was crucified, slain And lifeblood drained For all my sins future and past So that I may have Life everlasting In God's eternal light Eight Word Challenge Poetry...

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Tesla Coil Radio Rock and very strange In your ears Tesla does spark Enlighten writings ...

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Velvet winter’s bitter kiss Escorts my soul to unholy Bliss As teeth impale, my neck compelled To embrace his unsacred gift I am filled with blasphemed pain As I am born anew In damned unrest I will remain A` vie je de adieu *Hello everybody I just wanted to introduce myself, I'm Ricky, Chan's (aka JustThatArchaicPoet) husband. He's been encouraging me to join...

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Mortal coil to shuffle off, up to the lord, almighty God, have that bridge, sometime to cross, ankle deep in mortal dross, never mind the bloody cost, till the veil do part, we plod, on cloven hoof , unshod, lonesome n the lost... Don Johnson thanks Carolyn love it mate canters through the gate, like a straight left to the head, we seem to suffer...

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