Leering Poems

The Silence Before The Flame

...Clutched jaw, grinding teeth against pulp,
until ash and blood coat a deadened tongue.
The nightsong quiets—a pulsating silence encapsulates the land
as I walk up to a pyre built of withering drea...

Sickle Sang - When my Life Changed

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Written: August 15, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann

Quote: "Try not to resist the changes that come your way. Instead, let life live through you. And do not wo...

Testimony

...I recall by chance the astuteness of rain
When the thin smoke from charged pulses of cold haze
Befriended the weeded way . . .
Leering further into the viscera of the village,
Clouds of old begin...

To forgive, and to live'

...To live and forgive' to turn from hate..That insitant suggestion.' Raking your memory, insinuating that 
All is fate..And every avenue, or road or track you might
Well travel.? Is full of twisted e...

What If I Have To Live Again

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What if I have to live again—
Reborn in the bone-thin hush of grief,
A jawbone grinding air,
My love trailing like a torn dress through corridors
Of someone else's dreams.

You cheated with a...

Conquered, Part V

......The days that followed left no doubt on her master’s feelings,
the love he showed to both of them left her poor mind reeling,
he barely left his daughter’s side, so besotted was he,
this man wh...

Arthur Rimbaud translations of Antico, Reve Pour l'hiver and Dawn

...Arthur Rimbaud Translations of Antico (“Ancient” or “Antique”), Rêvé Pour l'hiver (“Winter Dream”), and Dawn



Antico (“Ancient” or “Antique”)
by Arthur Rimbaud
loose translation/interpretatio...

Facilities that claim they recycle spew nothing but rubbish

...Facilities that claim they recycle spew nothing but rubbish
as does yours truly,
whose ecological ethos
goes out the window
into the cold freezing iceland
prompting the following balderdash.

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Satire in Limerick Acts

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Act One: the stage and scenery are set
I was told the play, I'd not soon forget
But if truth were to be told
More like the game, whack-a-mole
I needed a hammer, not a lorgnette

Thespians w...

The noise fades

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Awa……..y
When I think of her
Pa
I
N is broken u
…………….p
Simply by her shadiows touch
Reason to draw a breath
less is MORE
No word made
My man an naw
Descript a crypt
Enviou IIN
a fea...

Dreamscapes in Minuet

...Act I: 
Gaze a burning gift of a rainbow kaleidoscope reflecting a passage into the wavering pine of mesmerizing clouds and surreal meadows with candy mushroom tops and valleys of poured sugar. 

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Disillusioned

...Disillusioned

                   She remembers her childhood.

     The thrill and new penny feeling of being outside when the sun has set! When shadows drew shadows that grew shadows. 
     Th...

Stunning Stranger SCHIZOPHRENIC

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Written: May 23, 2024, For Charlotte Puddifoot Contest

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Always hear hollering hellhounds, yet nothing close, nobody home,
Para...

A tarnished soul

...Here's a story poem about a girl's tragic descent, imbued with dark imagery:
A Broken Doll's Lament
Tiny fingers, a gap in the wood, a scene etched in fright,
A scream ripped from silence, shatter...

fear of the outside

...fear of the outside

I lifted my glass of red wine towards the lamplight
I didn't see a romantic dream, but a dirty glass
full of fat finger marks and I could not blame the barman
I should have ...

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