You've been wrapping about my epitaph
corteges don't make the grade
Someone still saying goodnight Irene
You have Midnight flights of fancy
Someone is still playing pious
your silver eyes still glow
Four eyes out make good harmony
Categories:
corteges, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
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Chariots of fire exercising this corteges march across times desert dunes....
Washing away fissions stygian trails amid diluvians merciful waters; tradewinds
Anointing blesseds spirits rising above what was and is but, tomorrows caskets
Gathering aneath carrions dust left bleeding in yesteryears scorching zephyrs winds
Now placed atop the altar of adjucations sacrifice; sphinxics self-fulfilling prophecies!?
In the season of this dragons ironic cortege march, along the trails of stygians fissions....
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....“War of The Worlds” *
Categories:
corteges, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?