Long Bloodstone Poems

The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe,
Part Three of Three


There came hammer knocking on the back door
As Poe was acting out pitiful moans
Raven thought, could this be from Hell's dark shore
Another beast hearing anguishing groans
Then...

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The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe,
Part Two of Three

For seven years it had been wickedly clever
Doing just enough to sate its wicked desires
When begged to stop. Alas it cried, never
Not until your soul rests...

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If truth had a color,
when twilight bleeds 
burgundy rivers,
you’ll find these garnet 
eyes pleading
to be heard through 
poetic sunsets. 
For I’ve been swirling 
and twirling
through nomadic illusions,
like a goddess of 
thunder with a tiger spirit,
never...

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The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe,
Part One


The ancient stone, here Raven bled
Cursed and flew away alone
To follow the dark and make its night-bed
Unholy accursed path, bloody the stone
From the abyss, into light of the...

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I found it endearing, the crazy look to her virile flare!
Like she was an Angel sent from above.
With 
Love's Tigered Eyed stare-
that appeared as a releasing of Doves, 
through a ring of fire.
It appears it...

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Rocks appease me like nothing else can. Best of all, they are cheap, all over the place and the best price.
A born die-hard rock enthusiast, I love hard ones, smooth ones, speckled ones, and crumbly...

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Imagine me, a fish in the sea.
Such a sensitive soul with waves of compassion.
A water baby through and through.
Dreaming away while looking up at planets and stars.
I see Neptune ruling the skies in the dark.
A...

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Dice, the goddess of morals, asked her mother, Themis
Why there's divorce, gambling, abortion, and alcoholism?
Why should dehumanization, like a Bloodstone, beamish?
Why should knives of nemesis nip the knots of neutralism?

Cores of conscience, like collapsed castles,...

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The weather is cold and so are you.
So shallow, in all shades of blue.
The crown you wear is dripping with jewels 
Of bloodstone and all shades of hell.

The power of fate runs through your veins.
The...

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Spiritual regeneration and universal intelligence
Neptune in the 9th hour invokes lucid dreams
and third eye visions of intuitiveness oh
Lapis Lazuli in the shadow of a frosted moon
I become omniscient like the great horned owl
to Samhains’ coming...

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Warrior monks in quest they ride
the wind their flight in hopes to find
a jeweled treasure lost to the world
the world seems lost as time unfurls

An ailing kingdom sits transfixed
Knights of honor attend the sick
gallant posture...

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We have traveled to thirty-seven states, the youngster told me.
He is only eight, so this is quite the accomplishment.
I collect one rock from each state, want to see them?
His mother rolls her eyes, as if...

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This vivid pink sky does not often visit Nebraska in December
It is a rare wolf moon, few recognize the implied significance
The sage soothsayer knows it is her opportunity
She is closer to the veil tonight than...

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Written: August 2023
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moonless selflessness
heavenly bloodstones rainfall~
the beast rainstorms chomp

to hide in the dark
dangerous, brash rain monsters~
the Sunlight squandered

luminous shadow
gradients of gray wobble~
slumbering music

painful heart eclipse.
sun hidden by bloodstone rain~
night saps our spirit

the howl of rain...

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