Passion Crow Poems

Reverse Polarity

Direct, straight, and true,
to the sun the crow doth fly to you.
High above the event horizon,
on Icarus currents, his outstretched wings fly on,
and in...

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Storm into my heart with your blues
And make them my own
Eclipse my emerald eyes in such passion
I will never feel alone
Rain upon my neck with...

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She was startled by the demon in her dreams.
His dark eyes portrayed secrets of wonder she knew not.
Was he a bat, a crow, a man,...

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Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected
by Michael R. Burch

Athena takes me
sometimes by the hand

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like...

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"I watch the bathwater drain"
says Tonight Alive with powerful refrain  
stepping out of a bleach bath to hide from her pain
Hesitating, she turns the...

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The crow, turning in it's
black, oil varnished wings.
The crescent moon, a yellow tint
that sits in it's socket.
The centre punctured making way
for scanning glances.
Take this as...

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