Long Bare(a) Poems

"Kaleidoscope" 

They say another
wrote the story, not I.
that I, mere I,
having little experience, shy 
and far removed from 
such an alien world,
would not possess the knowledge
of such terrible and ruthless, lusty 
characters of strong will;...

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Lilith Waits   



Lilith waits as she surveys, all her brutal yesterdays

She cruelly paved with stepping-stones of broken hearts and human bones.

Her lips turned up at their red corners, she grins at all the...

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The Rosy Lay*

Ready for a kiss did sun rise, 
gleaming, shimmering in the April sky, 
had set to bloom bouquets of love, 
a rose among them caught my eye... 

And made me notice for the...

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(Piece is intended to be the most complex vocabulary gothic ever)

Grandiloquence,
mellifluous pulchritudinous,
gaiety of quintessential moistening serendipity,
bile deluge if you show the sanguinary breath,
crimson waterfall sizzling on lava rock hellscape.

Yclept necrophelia maestra,
macabre tableau,
dips douse abyssal incarnate,
now...

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In the boxed gilded frame exists the residue of
A painter’s vision, of his nightmare placed upon
Canvas.
Locked within the cells of four square,
Lies a view into the ethereal world beyond our
Conscious mind.
A heckling demon does laugh,...

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The squeak of rubber is the crunch of snow
Under the steps of my winter boots
As I walk through the Below Zero

And when the day breaks
The air itself is as white as if
One is looking through...

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I can see the power returning to you already from the battle before
A mastery to only belong to the sword bearer to have risk for
In time you will learn, the power of Erl-gria exist in...

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She saw through tear filled eyes
The kindness in his own
She heard the witness of
The miracles he'd shown
But her past was full of sin
Of brokenness and shame
That made her so afraid
To call out Jesus name
So instead,...

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“If only, if only, the woodpecker sighs, / The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies. / The wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, / And cries to the moon, / if...

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The Vessel pt. 1 - A Blighted Vale (pt 1/2)

A solitary figure off the beaten path,
The air a palpable gloom
Be it mortal or shade of someone passed,
No longer in want of a tomb
Betwixt a shuffling...

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I remember how it felt to be young
Hiding a pimple beneath a privacy fence
Built from a hand raised across the cheek
Guarding the mark that seemed to bare a resemblance
To sin, silent and soiled, sending a...

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the times that were together shared
	the times for each the other cared

a moment there a minute here
	immortal days of boundless cheer

golden hours of trading dreams
	joyful eyes with happy gleams

a trusting and attentive ear
	for griefs alone...

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You are so much more than your hips or your thighs.
More than the stares and the glares, or some young man’s lies
BUT YOU HAVE TO KNOW YOUR WORTH
More stunning than the Mona Lisa
Your likeness can’t...

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THE MARKET 
 
[ From days of old the gathering of country folk to sell their wares has  
  taken place at the local market.  Today, the tradition still carries on. ]...

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The deep, heartfelt ache,
heaviness piled onto shoulders;
the feeling of unattainable past experiences,
the moments of mere temporary bliss,
the unavoidable changes.

No permanency tacked down,
solely feelings of mourn for the moments that no longer exist.
Nights spent lying awake,
eyes...

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You opened up the door to my dim crestfallen heart 
Once you stepped inside, the door slammed on you, no longer apart 
The dreary atmosphere tightened its arms around you 
Aching for something to brighten...

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Intensity I will be and that goes for everything  
how and what I feel and onward to my poetry... 
Entangled in the art of truth and prayer... I will keep those I love in...

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Through frayed seams a rosy dream bleeds 
needled and re-stitched 
with threads of time and love and hope..

and still — a rosy dream bleeds 
the miscarriage of a promised rose garden 
leaving me bereft but...

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Explaining The Season


				By Charles G. P. Chard 2nd
				Chevra Gavri Hanita Hazaka Abir Selek 2nd 


From the prophecies of Malachi, Micah, and Isaiah’s books,
Told of a child to be born in Bethlehem by a virgin,
Beyond all...

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You are so much more than your hips or your thighs.
More than the stares and the glares
or some young man’s lies 

More stunning than the Mona Lisa
Your likeness can’t be molded into sculpture
 you are...

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As I walk and linger the only baneful bringer banished from multitudes
For the sky is gone no more descending dawn engulfed by my solitudes
Much pain to bare a seductive scare as I stand on the...

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The bystanders in agony watched
While pinned down, his life flushed.
Seemingly, with Tears caked eyes
He choked on his pain and cries.

Why Does the black skin invoke hatred?
Why Does racism seem elated?
Humanity cries for pardon 
Which seems...

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Why do I strive so much in life
This heart of mine cease to refine
Of hope and love and tranquility
I give and give, yet scarcely receive 
It’s the heart that deceives
My Soul resides upon a mountain...

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Dead men tell no tails, or so the winds of 
Destiny’s say.
On judgment hill from on high, 
Voices do echo downwards, as the 
Noose does sway, back and forth, on the
Hangman's tree.
These gallows, of oaken...

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Ink bleeds, a heart's confession—a swirling maze of feeling. Each line, a path into the soul's chambers, revealing secrets few glimpse.  A youth's echo, life's fragments, a unique spirit unfolds. Each word, a self-shard,...

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