Star Howl Poems

I blundered …

through the dark forest -
I knew where I was headed
though I’d lost the trail many hours hence
but darkness had now fallen
and my face...

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++ November's treasure ++
Mississippi Queen look she's no movie-star
She's always just been the Led Zeppelin swan song
As thin a beam shone bright from a lovers...

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This years most prized 

Hottest ticket above all

Red carpet 

Socialite Charity Event

The Guest list comprised of the

Who's , who amongst the elite

Those who are actually...

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-Nous In Malibu-

What is the most invaluable thing in existence and yet inherently toxic to hold? Knowledge. The more you have, the more you desire....

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Thunderheads tumble 
in from the north
the sky is 
Dull lead dark 
at its core a storm 
waiting to be born
Thunder clouds like
that of different deities...

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Wings black as midnight draw back 
from infernos façade 
Secret devices sharp, 
keen of talons and man-made MAW 
EYES; Scarlet, pumpkin fire orange at the...

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I DREAM OF LIGHTING DANCING IN A RED SKY.
BLACK CLOUDS
ACID RAIN
THE EARTH SWEEPS BEFORE ME
HORIZONS OF SILENT DESOLATIONS
A CHASM OF GREAT VOLUME BREAKS 
BEFORE MY...

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Rule of law 
Burning under the sun
A smoking barrel of a Gun.
In the Shadow of her son,
The eclipse in full halo of fury’s gold,
Crimson n...

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...streets; shotguns and ink.
the shotgun cracks the night,
locked within
the seed of death, dark.
the streets are frozen in space...
barren in time.
the wind causes the leaves to...

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It was always for the dyeing.
See the amazing 
two headed asexual 
gang of socialite housewives 
revealed on prime time
for their anti-social media 
love for handguns...

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Moon shed maximum bulb shares us 
      her grey making floodlight flash beam
      Hitting front...

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So fishy to wish upon the forcery star-

a daze un-far,

to be so alarmed...

Falling car,

no weed-

but then we spar,

to the denial part,

to the serendipity,

to the dark....

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Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...

(Aye apologize for straying way
outside thee usual canon -
     a poetic souffle,
boot desperation
     finds me cent less,
...

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A lone wolf, I prowl at night, feeding on other’s fears, glorying in my self-absorption.  Choose myself over others.
Honor my primal needs. Drumming and...

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IF ever I had a country : XXVII -  XXVIII

              ...

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