Ocean Gothic Poems

Children of possibilities navigate the classable realms,
settling upon the measurable.
Amorous piglets, their peachy snouts delve,
rooting through the trash heap of desire.

"In a time beyond now,"...

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Beware Thee The Unsavory, Unfettered Throngs

When distant mystery has curdled the blue sky
The old hag cursed the earth and the skirt of rain
Dance girls danced...

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casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy...

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Bring on the rain
I want to again
To wash out this burning Haze
I feel it a drift in my nights distance Seas

Pounding a flight through my...

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The End Times

A locomotive train chugs remote wails,
The tempest brews a calamitous stunt,
Falls of exiting steam, moist teary...

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Lost in a sea of pain 
Lost to the doors of a Secret Night
Far, far from the shores
of hallow be thy name
searching for the Sacred...

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Here I am alone 
on a deserted beach 
the sea is rough
As the waves swell 
I walk in the long 
shadow I cast before me
Cold...

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I can feel my blood,

Gushing through my veins,
I have two beating hearts,
One to lose and one that pounds,
At the door of my skin,
A caged vulture...

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“50 Words for Poe: Lillith”



Lillith was a cat on a hot tin roof
all coiled up ready to spring

Cat on a hot tin roof
dancing bare feet...

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"The White Lady of Skipsea"


Last night I dreamt 
I dreamed of you
a kind of dream 
within a dream

Diaphanous, 
my soul escaped, 
this firmament,
my immaculate heart
held...

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With the drooping sunshine,

So we fly.

Waving to the burning hills,

Do we say goodbye?

Deforming clouds encompasses the horizons,

Reforming itself to strange compositions.

So grotesque is the sight...

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Missing you( not missing me)


I kept  you alive in thoughts regardless 
Of the crash chrystalized safe
You left,
Decaying in my chest...
Attach to pokie pine’s with
Nuclear warheads;...

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Exodus 
Under a big holm oak, I sat on a stone resting a little
the sun so early in the year was hot, years ago there...

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ODE TO JULIANNE

I know a singer, she is such an angel and a Gothic princess, timeless.
From the legendary mid-80s Goth underground scene to today, her...

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