Long Dead and buried Poems

“The Lewis Trap”



Well, of course he's misanthropic
He’s a Misanthropic Man
The Devil’s in the details
Buried deep under the covers
Of bedtime stories, slithers ‘neath loose sand

A Liddell bit of cake
A Liddell bit of julip
Sweets for a sweet...

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They sit on their own
in their Hermit Kingdom
other side of the wall
singing their song 
entitled 
nothing to envy

peeling the skin 
away in generations 
it's worse than a famine
where colour 
is wrung 
from the inside out

emotive...

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Through Their Eyes

The Poetry Murders Part 3 in the series

Murder She Wrote

It was a dark night with a full moon
The alley narrow, my hopes high
My footsteps echoed in the ears of the invisible
I quicken my...

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Self perspective? NO!! My perspective is based on Christ’s perspective
Call me a Christian because by His will He justified me from all my depravity
Yes at His Son’s expense I got saved, He implanted the seed...

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Louis the Fifteenth, king of France,
Adored Madame du Barry.
His royal ardor was not bound
To the person he did marry.

His paramour was hard to please.
The king brooded day and night
On what act of loving kindness
Might appease...

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At night of the Hight of winter, when from the Netherlands comes the brutal sun, lightning without rain
and at the same time clouds with frost, rain for a while, hail, snow and wind of the...

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“The devil is alive”, someone yelled out. A congregation downing crosses crossed their hearts and prayed to God to extinguish the devil. Right then and there, a sensation ran from my toes to my head...

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In old Jerusalem near cross and sepulcher
Transgressors and confessors searching for a cure
Weary Pilgrims assembled in this place ornate
Guilty, broken, sad, sickened, from life’s heavy weight

Here we remember how our sin once did molest
How selfish...

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Once upon a time there was a young girl,
who lived in a huge mansion with many rooms;
      And although quite young,
         ...

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"He was a brave, resourceful and honest boy. He would have been a successful man under 
other circumstances. I loved the youngster in the old days and can say now after the passing 
fifty years...

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The Lighter

When the passage of life seem so dark
Filled with agony, regrets and mistakes
Nowhere to turn to, crying for help
Voices end up brown by the whirlwind without response
Ears have been brooked by the cacophony that...

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One quick snap I'm cognizant, no standing in this 
place, in pitch black dark I lay can't see my hand 
before my face,

my wingspan's non existent, cushioned wood up by 
my head, the sayers nay...

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The Lighter

When the passage of life seem so dark
Filled with agony, regrets and mistakes
Nowhere to turn to, crying for help
Voices end up brown by the whirlwind without response
Ears have been brooked by the cacophony that...

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Torn muscle are repaired to form a new flesh
Dislocation of my bones rejoined on their joints again
Separation is now dead and buried for good
 I am left to be a star to rise 
I am...

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"Grenades"

When Humpty fell off the wall
she stood over the mess
that bad egg left
like a marauding architect 
she was holding two pistols
the smoking guns 
of a life peripheral 
stitched up surreal
where the heart
sits in the middle
like...

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I am amongst a cold, barren desert
left unconquered by all who tried to seize in winter
I cruelly laugh mockingly at their repeat offender failure
I am as red as rust, traditions strong
nature a guide, taking like...

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Hell and back again 

Lyrics sung with a sullen note 
With lingering anxiety building in my throat
I feel that I cannot speak and must go 
Unable to keep pushing this down 
My Sunday laughter now...

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The long road.

	
	From nowhere realisation takes hold,
	Childhood again.
	Must get out of house or home
	If ever it existed,
	Walking alone, aimlessly.
	Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot,
	Breathe in three, breathe out three,
	Left foot, right foot,
	Away from...

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My version and inspiration for this poem is 
Glenn Hughes's song, Lay My Body Down

I have been wanderin this world
For years
On many open roads and in towns
I have been seekin what is now long
Broken
For...

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In the Madness of my Mind, I : Chatted with God
 The Music of HIS voice reverberates through the canyon of a dead Soul 
          ...

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When Dreams Die

Memories linger of us holding hands,
  sharing dreams we'd make come true.
    Dead and buried with you are our plans.
      I've no need of...

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As flowers purpose go for some that
purpose be the sweet elixir and
aroma that tantalizes our senses
into smelling and devouring it up 

While others seek to use it as an
accompaniment to place beside
a stolen secretive letter...

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THE DEVIL DANCED AT MIDNIGHT

The devil danced at midnight
beneath a waning moon
with his minions before him,
twas a sight to make one swoon.
He pranced in jubilation,
then capered with a shout,
his arms flailed like a windmill
as his...

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Skeptics think that it is foolish,
to believe Christ died and lives again.
The human mind just cannot see,
how such a thing can ever be.

The fact that life exists is clear
then surely it must have a source.
And...

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Fred Seegmiller

 1871 - 1907


You never met a man who loved my town.
As I much as I did.
Coming here in ’90 by the train.
It nearly killed me, but I stayed on my knees.
I prayed and...

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