Long Charnel Poems
Long Charnel Poems. Below are the most popular long Charnel by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Charnel poems by poem length and keyword.
No Mark
No Mark
by Michael R. Burch
A wave implodes,
impaled upon
impassive rocks...
this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear...
you are leaving
and the ungrieving
winds demur...
telling me
that nothing returns
as it was before...
here where you have...
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Categories:
charnel, break up, change, divorce, extended metaphor, farewell,
Form:
Verse
War Is a War Crime
Once wars were fought with sticks and stones
to flog the flesh and batter bones
and conquer lands, defending thrones -
though gods provoke, not one atones.
The multitude (by hordes beset
with battle-ax or bayonet)
braved blades, dyed red...
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Categories:
charnel, war, world,
Form:
Quatrain
Reflections Upon Mine Gender Identity Redux
Reflections upon mine gender identity redux
Although heterosexual
predilections punctuated
physiological pulsations
about five inches below
innie belly button of mine
showcasing undersize
male member, when fully erect
not much to crow
about, contributed
diminished masculinity within
body electric regarding
wordsmith...
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Categories:
charnel, age, analogy, anxiety, atheist, birth, boy, confidence,
Form:
Free verse
Landsbyen -Into the North- An Epic Poem 53
“Good Councilman, I believe that my father created a vault somewhere in this room at the same time that he commissioned the stained glass window to be installed. I believe that as the sun...
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Categories:
charnel, christmas, fairy,
Form:
Epic
WHEELCHAIR BOUND
WHEELCHAIR BOUND
Dots appeared and disappeared
a single sunray flashed onto
wheelspokes, canvas seat
comfortably frayed
bought secondhand
her unexercised legs flabby
window bars rusted, panes cracked
nobody cared
there she sat thinking about
cooking porridge with...
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Categories:
charnel, body, care, change, character, emotions, extended metaphor,
Form:
Free verse
On Looking At Schiller's Skull Translation Goethe
ON LOOKING AT SCHILLER’S SKULL
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Here in this charnel-house full of bleaching bones,
like yesteryear’s
fading souvenirs,
I see the skulls arranged in strange ordered rows.
Who knows whose owners might...
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Categories:
charnel, best friend, body, death, friendship love, funeral,
Form:
Free verse
At the Edge of the Precipice
I do not know how men many we were
or how we went, what we saw on the way
nor do I know for what ungodly purport was ours
or what goaded us on into deeper uncharted...
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Categories:
charnel, dark, fantasy, horror, imagination,
Form:
Narrative
Hard Lessons Before Cgi
It happened many years ago, just after World War ll.
When I was just a little girl with lots to see and do.
A visit to my cousin's house, ten miles northeast of town,
Would cause the frown...
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Categories:
charnel, dark, death, sad, scary,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
If Tomorrow Never Comes
If tomorrow never comes
my heart will be kept in your hands
you remember me when sword is seen by
my words will never lie like an eunuch wind
i tried hard to discard those ugly image of...
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Categories:
charnel, anger,
Form:
Elegy
FORGE AHEAD
FORGE AHEAD
Forge ahead, spines are steel
anger, tragedy, treachery heal
betrayal merely a step on ladders
Golden Age arises, Kali Age passes
fragrant oysters in Bloomsbury Blue
manifesting pearls for specific rings
bring garlands, soulfully sing
Dark was the night
facing...
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Categories:
charnel, age, blue, change, character, courage, encouraging, identity,
Form:
Couplet
The Morning of the Hurricanes Part 2
Continued from Part 1
The Beggars ’neath the balustrades,
and broken Children, Chambermaids,
are running wild from wraiths, afraid
of dreams where death redoubles.
They fritter time with tattered threads
(from ragged clothes they’ve left in shreds),
crocheting hoods to...
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Categories:
charnel, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
Mirrors Don'T Lie About Frank and Ernest Portrayal
Mirrors don't lie about frank and ernest portrayal...
Especially when giving cheeky badass
blemished physiognomic reflection
tricking me seeing displeasing likeness
Matthew Scott Harris, a grown lad brandishing
his treasured invisible cutlass
poised to strike, (where spiderlines
instantaneously provoked, webbed,
and frankly zapped...
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Categories:
charnel, analogy, atheist, extended metaphor, horror, identity, mirror,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
The Face of the Buddha
( This poem is about the ' Killing Fields' of Cambodia, 1975-79, where as many as 2 million people were murdered by the communist Khmer Rouge. I taught in Phnom-Penh from '73-74, and never...
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Categories:
charnel, angst, bereavement, betrayal, corruption, evil, grief, loss,
Form:
Free verse
Land of Graves
Land of Graves
A land of graves makes for quiet neighbors.
He who blessed or cursed extant thereupon remains
Shall suffer little disturbance at the will of his resting countrymen.
The deep silence of...
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Categories:
charnel, death, funeral, hope, inspirational, introspection, life, nature,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Unknown
The Unknown
While standing on a razor-edge end of my mortal time,
I’m not sure of what lies beyond and what I shall find.
Death’s dead, cold eyes stare me down now, as I wait;
My spirit sweats and...
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Categories:
charnel, death, evil, god, heaven, judgement, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Lyric
Vampire Take Heed of What You Sow
He drank, thirsting for her;
with stygian lips pressed to her neck,
She was exsanguinated.
The squalid night-beast, left her lifeless body,
behind an alley dumpster.
No moonlight betrayed the remnants,
of his latest meal.
Any slight remorse, that he...
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Categories:
charnel, dark, gothic, halloween, horror, myth, october, scary,
Form:
Blank verse
FLAYED ALIVE
The charnel houses roar like famished beasts,
And I walk among their desecrated cemeteries.
The scent of ruin clings to my charred lungs,
My journey in this dimension is sold at the price of blood and iron.
My tainted...
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Categories:
charnel, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Thousand Dredgers
The face that launched a thousand dredgers loomed above,
With tin-foil hair and bucket rusting smile,
Proclaimed with tongue of carbon paper endless love,
Fingers crossed behind her back awhile.
And as she rocked and rolled, let loose a...
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Categories:
charnel, allegory, angst, life, loss, love, people, time,
Form:
Verse
The Birthhday
The birthday
The old man is grumpy the women sit in the kitchen
talking about him, “to think he drove all that way without a break.”
Don’t they know driving is simpler than walking?
The women in the kitchen...
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Categories:
charnel, birth, birthday, blessing,
Form:
Blank verse
Nothing There
You left. I’m not full of anything but nothingness.
It’s an interesting feeling, nothingness. It hurts so badly you’d think something was there. But when I check, it’s empty. There’s nothing there.
I wept. My...
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Categories:
charnel, dark, death of a friend, grief, silence,
Form:
Free verse
Spring's Abysmal Guile
Spring’s Abysmal Guile
By Sy Roth
A vapor rises, rank as the charnel pit,
a corruption of a miasma vast,
as though some sepulcher, long sealed,
split its stony jaws to breathe.
Vile exhalation of a corrupted world.
The reveler,...
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Categories:
charnel, anger, angst,
Form:
Free verse
Indescribable
I have delved into the very heart
where darkness simmers, love light glimmers
then explodes in current apocalypse,
an inferno eclipse of blind pyromania.
Words, mere kindling and kerosene,
fuse wire and gasoline, erupting, igniting...
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Categories:
charnel, life, love, passion, people,
Form:
Blank verse
Gott Mit Uns
lonely as a dried up hero
legend only to the past,
as a world moved on
from foolish children’s faith,
energy of generations
arrives at perigee,
blown out like flatulence
snuck into polite conversations,
snide groupthink on
a notion of good sport
and fair play,
while...
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Categories:
charnel, confusion, life, power,
Form:
Free verse
Night Terror.
Night Terror.
You need no introduction.
Into my slumber,
With skulking cats eyes.
Now,
You build a charnel house.
Bricks and mortor, sinister.
Laying claim to my dreams.
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I suffered terribly with night terrors at such a young age.
I feel they dictated my...
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Categories:
charnel, sad
Form:
Personification
The Nihilist - Two: a Prayer To the Ancients
Knee-bones sunk in wet twilight soil,
Welded hands in pagan prayer,
Stones sacrificial once draped in blood
And ghosts of what was slaughtered there.
Hear the beseeching winds of time
Carry the words from...
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Categories:
charnel, death, devotion, faith, loss, love, mystery, visionary,
Form:
Verse