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Comstock Poems - Poems about Comstock

Silence reigns supreme in my reich

...Silence reigns supreme in my reich

No don (except me)
doth trumpet within the aborted
barren reach of freedoms within expansive realm,
I annexed courtesy manifest destiny,
which peoples now in...
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Categories: comstock, absence, abuse, addiction, anger,
Form: Free verse

Planting Seeds of Life - Growing Self Awareness

...Planting seeds of life - growing self awareness...
(Subtitled: kudos beloved Amelie Beth)

Dilly gents gal lore spellbinding
metaphorically exhuming, ferreting, gleaning...
insightful handy dand...
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Categories: comstock, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse



Premium MemberDaisy Magill 1889-1919

...Daisy Magill
1889-1919

A person knows when she will die.
I knew it. 
My uncle Harry knew it.
And my consumption knew it too.
My dying day was a sunny one, my friends.
As the July sun bathed ...
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Categories: comstock, passion,
Form: Epitaph

Premium MemberLuella Bufkin 1872- 1891

...Luella Bufkin

1872 – 1891


Do you remember me?
Does anyone remember the Bufkin girl of Comstock Street?
I was the girl who read her Bible every Sunday
In the forgiving shade of my father’s ...
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Categories: comstock, death, emotions,
Form: Epitaph

Premium MemberJesse Forbes 1893 - 1911

...Jesse Forbes

1893 – 1911

Black Canyon.
Now, there was a place to be!
It is true I was born a brute in a Quaker Town.
Born a bad-tempered brute of a boy
In the two-room digs on Bailey Street and Com...
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Categories: comstock, death,
Form: Epitaph



Silently Dreaming

...its 4:44 in the morning and the lights are off. Everyones
asleep. Silently dreaming. The shadow moves throughout 
the
house , it wakes me to tell me something. It speaks but i
can`t hear, i look ...
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Categories: comstock, deathme,
Form: Epic

The Gold Man Sacks Rome Again

...the stearn bear
ate the bull
as meat unto idols
    (the idle mammals
              of mammon
         on fence road)
the bags of king Midas filled
 as offense rose
the comstock lode
       ...
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Categories: comstock, political,
Form: Free verse

The First Glance

...What if one look could change the life you’ve known?
Would you finally see that were not meant to be alone?
What if one touch could change everything you thought?
Would you hold on tight, for bett...
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Categories: comstock, romancechange,
Form: Rhyme

The Poetic Warlock and His Women - Adult Content

...I'm angry, about to throw a fit, and I wish a poet would challenge me.
Follow me into the fiery bottomless pit, and I'll show you demonic poetry!

I have a need to make a poet bleed, but no one ca...
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Categories: comstock, fantasy, funnybeautiful, me, women,
Form: Couplet

Peace

...I can feel it,
becoming in me.
Growing inside.
Birthing the new
me. The old 
one is dead.
Renewed from
the very source.
living life,
with a new force.
Through a
living death
I found life....
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Categories: comstock, faith
Form: I do not know?

My Love For You

...Just the purest of emotions.
Know that I am under love’s notion.
Just one simple thought.
In your spell I am caught.
Just to tell you that I do love you.
But words would never do.
It need not b...
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Categories: comstock, love, passion, words, heart,
Form: Rhyme

Desire

...Oh, to feel that warm touch,
To breathe you in and feel the body rush.
Why do I want for you so much?
Why must I burn for you with this ache.
And late at night, still thinking of you, I lie awake...
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Categories: comstock, passionme, me,
Form: Rhyme

Faded Summer

...It was a beautiful summer morning,
Sitting there with you,
In the early mornings light 
Everything was fresh and new.
It brought back a summer that faded too fast.
But I know now, it was not to ...
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Categories: comstock, lost lovesummer, summer,
Form: Rhyme

Bluer Skies

...It’s raining outside the night is long and without sleep.
The storm that rages inside makes me aware, this cut is deep.
The coldness is frigid and offers me no comfort.
The only warmth is from the...
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Categories: comstock, lost loveme, me,
Form: Rhyme

For the First Time

...Where are you tonight?
Are you okay? Are you alright?
Do you ever think of me too?
Because, I so often think of you.
Does your mind wonder back there?
Can you still smell the honey suckle in the...
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Categories: comstock, passionlove,
Form: Rhyme

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