Butterfly Gothic Poems

I saw you morph to a butterfly.
An aristocrat of a lover's lie.
The innocence you doth carried,
For sorrow and carnage were married.

Eerie follies of moments never...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Wormwood

There is a place, 
in the middle of nowhere... now. (hushed whisper) 
It is hot and cooking,
and yet...things are green. 
Nature has taken back, 
what...

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Accidental Words

Whispers I should not have heard. 
Things "said"
that have gone way wrong. 
It was just a party. 

It began with, "I don't want to...

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The Office

There are at least a dozen people waiting. 
They are in various degrees of need. 
Desperate for answers…
“They” will not receive here. 
But the...

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"50 Words for Poe: Foxglove"



What goes through the mind 
of Winter, when you are Autumn
just past Spring
Sometimes you’d squeeze IT
in the hot spaces left-of-centre
with the...

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P.S.The KEY to my STYLE oF poetry voodoo "'STAY"'
EWE WHO  it is word Play a Miss.T. DAY
3 voices normal voice/ Mild Voice/ LOUD VOICE...

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The house was full
Of Gods and deities
The curtain call was soon
The water vasos were poured
And became the finest of wines
The bread multiplied
The baker you see
Was...

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Dance
Between the granite stones
Of the dead
Long ago last breaths do part
Memories seeping in dirt
Black birds and magpies
Lace and knots
Lingering thoughts
Swaying too and fro
Insane

Dancing 
On top...

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leave me tomorrow,
kiss the door outside
take a flying Zebra for a Butterfly
why stayin together 
in a crystal-clear Stupidity
with green and pink arrows 
meant to create...

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Circling above on a sun shiny day
The raven twirls within his dreams
Of horrors soon to be inflicted
Soaring in the skies

The Preacher reads from the holy...

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I fly 
Blood flows like a river below
I dance 
Scattered bones
I dance
Crows feast on dead souls
I dance
The moon becomes full
The night becomes a stage
The curtain...

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