Mystery Dramatic Verse Poems

Ah, behold, the celestial dance, a cosmic spectacle for all to see,
As the moon gracefully obscures the sun, a moment of unity.

But wait, let's ponder,...

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Long 'ere legends encountered finesse amidst flairs of passionate cravings,
thereupon, be a period wherein an episode occasioned an opportunity that will be reserved forever.
An outbreak...

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The sky is blue  gray the hue white with stars looking at the view from the heavens view the earth cam view the encased...

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Walking through the cornfields of  memory with glee reminiscing about self-journeys and the laws of love and care how life has provoked the mind...

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The Spirit of the Lord is here it's here Can feel him in the Atmosphere!  Spirit of the Lord! Spirit of the Lord is...

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it comes and goes lately it seems 
to linger leaving a few more scars 
in its wake the mastering of self 
the balance of craving...

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Whence I did take my chisel to stone
Carved I a damsel in rock
She bore the finest curves
As men bespoke of in droves

Each part was etched...

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Rosé are Red Violets are blue big time true?
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Winter Autumn Spring the door! 
Now I know the flow goes all the way to the summertime heat!
From the ocean low to the valley floor...

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It’s just a photo of three children
Playing in the sun unaware I am certain 
Of what happened on that day
When innocence was lost you would...

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The journey had lasted several years
Whilst the crew slept together with no fear
Through space they accelerated 
To an earth like planet they anticipated 
Would it...

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I wanted but to write 
In blindness and in sight, 
A poem for nobody to read, 
Except my Annabel Lee, indeed . 

A poem she...

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Walks were more often comfortable without pure guilt 
Words were left unsolved with masters of manipulation
We often slept with tremendous outfits with uncultured synonyms 
My...

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The gods who kills men live in men,
If it was then, it is not new again.
Bad roads are the best route
Tears are good meat, eat...

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The Foreigner’s Waltz                 ©Pollyana Darrell 2020/06/02

The whisper in my...

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