Romantic Horror Poems

Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that...

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Let me penetrate your abyss 
and storm your walls of dominion.

Let’s rage against the dying 
of the light bringer of night
and scream to creations seams...

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Oh hello there! Again!
Aah! 
Yes!
You there!

Such lovely young pretty plaything, a female?
I presume?

With the beautiful expensive suit!
I am just seeing you there like a dream...

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Charlotte had never felt so pretty.
Barely 16, she was totally in love
With an online stranger.
Her parents did not know.

This emotional affair was kept quiet
She was...

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Divinities of stone 
Humanity of bone
Legions march in time 
to glossy cracked clocks. 
Black Boots step to the metronome. 
Before them dark skies become…
Into it...

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Moonbeams slide
Control the tide
Guide Oceans apart 
Eco collapsing background 
A shooting star for true dreams
Never has life been so zombie-like
You are your own addict
A mutant...

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Poe was always revising his prose between publications. Here are the longest extended versions of sentences he shortened for their final publication in his lifetime:

"We...

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Peasant girl was now a knight’s wife 
Enjoying the step up in life 
For a spell 
She left the desert in order for the two...

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I stumble pajamaed, half asleep toward the object of my desire.
in memory, it calls to me, of passionate pleasures experienced prior.
The morning's night is the...

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A dream of a sweet soft kitten,
a cuddly kitten to hold and love,
daily friendship and fun.

A dream of the morning daybreak,
bright colors now appearing,
sun coming...

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Bad Discussions 
(Not a nice poem)

By the pound what a sound, 
in morbid delay at death's door. 
Cutting off bits and chunks of souls,
too busy...

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Fading Paper Dolls

Slowly leaving things out, 
important and then, 
not so much. 

Angry people that believe 
they are slighted, 
or given less value, 
found wrong...
as...

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They once met upon a poetry site,
shared romantic words by computer light.
His poems of rose pedals and floating doves,
her verses of broken hearts and jilted...

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You’re driven to do bad, bad
	real bad things
Chucky did it, you’d often say

You’re given to say bad, bad
	real bad things
You said it’s Rhoda who talks...

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Lynn was swimming alone that morning in the warm pool,
the August sun sizzled on the ceramic tiles;
what a relief was the breeze from the palm...

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