Long Bloody mary Poems

This happened last Fall, during Thanksgiving break.

Lisa and I were at the MET (The Metropolitan Museum of Art), with her family, at an exhibit of Art Deco sculpture. Lisa and I came out of a...

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My heart needs a home,
I’ve tried fitting it on bookshelves among fantasy novels and romantic stories,
but for some reason,
JRR Tolkein wouldn’t let me in between him and Danielle Steele,

I’ve tried placing it by my stereo;
in...

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In the flickering of the ethereal candlelight, as the greenish blue flame
Burns dimly against the ancient mirror of reflections, the necromancer
Chants in rhythms rhythmic undertones, stirring the rippling pools of
Illusions, between the divisions of altered...

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April 30 In Search of America 1975 – Hitch hiking Tales

When I was young and foolish
Broke and stubborn 
I hitchhiked across the USA 

Started in Salt Lake City 
Where my greyhound bus pass 
Was stolen...

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There is a strange heat raging outside and the sun is sitting on the other side, the wind is blowing, my spirit is glowing and Spring is igniting a fire underneath the sheets. Where did...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."      Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge (from his writings)

There’s a magical cemetery north of here they say,
It’s...

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True add verse situation,
     whereat me mission
     trans send dint state didst ache
after yours truly nearly
     did nearly break
chassis 'pon took drastic
 ...

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I once dated a fella named Bella,
whom I met at a party in a cellar,
I told him I was born in Pennsylvania,
he said he came from somewhere in Transylvania…
Said he worked at the blood bank...

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playing with the young christian’s head

when i was in 6th grade,
i can remember the rumors from a neighboring school spun 
about a young girl around my age
who had gone into the bathroom &
rambled on “bloody...

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"Ballinger's pride will be the death of him,"
Was the last muttering of the old cyclops before 
The poison took over. Never trust unicorn bartenders.

Young Gallimay, the town's token centaur,
Walked into this scene:
Serren's body laid across...

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~ the traceless figures - leave the deepest traces ~
                         ...

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By Sashi.Prabhu(zeauoxian0
(18th February 2012 nite at Kentucky shack on colva beach)
I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and...

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I used to walk carefree around this world, 
My shoulders light and free of any chips
Not thinking fate would ever come unfurled
By nonsense escaping naïve lips

I thought Murphy ’s Law was ludacris
Karma for a mind...

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April 30 In Search of America 1975 – Hitchhiking Tales  part one 
published in Tiferet Journal 2018 Poem-a-Thon 

When I was young and foolish
Broke and stubborn 
I hitchhiked across the USA 

Started in Salt...

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I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and wove them together to couplets.
Dedicate this one to my friends...

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Sun,
Awakening,
Remembering, sex, sounds, Miles in the Sky,
Jaegermeister, O, bad, when, warm, why?

‘Tis apres ski! o me, o my, not for these hot antipodae.
No more, forever. Now, just, the
Surf
And I.

Thundering,
Thud-thudding,
Slow,
On the beach.

Serendip morning, perfect,
Palm-fronded, dawning, blue...

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Bloody Mary
 
 In your eyes
 I see stars
 Shinning so bright,
 In your eyes 
 I see love
 Calling, inviting rum;
 Many hearts long for you
 To behold your Angelic face,
 Come with me...

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Coming...
It's near. 
But where? 
You can't seem to find it. 
On Halloween night. 

You continue 
Into your home
And lock the door 
Out of suspicions
Thinking you are safe. 

Walking down 
A dark corridor
You seem to hear
A...

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Gramps had a Sunday rite,
It was quiet, perhaps trite. 
In his chalice a Bloody Mary,
As solemn as a seminary.

Took the goblet and a crank,
To his great Big Ben clock.
Slowly wound as he drank,
When done, he’d...

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Bloody Mary
I know marry was a good mother 
No wonder my pen bleed again 
There Is a cry from a distance
This voices sounds like a captivated souls
The voices are full of complains
This sounds like a...

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The Rot Gut Incident

Tumbleweeds blew into Town
Rolling two bearded cowpokes with them
Looking for some action and the sheriff
The Bloody Mary is the only saloon in Rot Gut
I reckon this is a proper place for the...

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Henry the Eighth,
A tempestuous Tudor Prince,
Six marriages,
All doomed to toss in the sea of fate.

The fair Spanish princess was first,
Wedded to the King of England,
She died alone and rejected, 
Shut out of the warmth of...

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A trip to New Orleans to be married by Bloody Mary
The iconic voodoo priestess of the irresistible charm of which she carries
A beautiful courtyard is the setting for the big event
Seats filled with family friends...

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Being anything but cold is rare for you.
Utterly and shamelessly aloof is but a default setting for you, although could it still be considered ‘aloof’ if it’s on purpose?
Too nonchalant to notice the people around...

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La peregrina, why do I pick you from all the jewels of the world ?

Not because you were a fifty -eight and a half carat pear-shaped drop pearl

 hanging gayly on enchantress  Elizabeth...

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