Long Deathlike Poems

On the edge of the leaf, spinning,
Out of control, glistening
Slowly dancing – a waltzlike trembling,
glad to see the hesitation of colors,
graceful as sun’s reflection on the waters,
lakes of melancholic, drifting
soundless and soothed by the twisting,...

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“Some people are like shooting stars. They burst through our lives in a spectacular arc, but they don't stay long. They just leave a trail.” - Erica Orloff, Illuminated

Stars doubt the night
Will the moon be...

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Heavy as sin, 
Trusting nothing, no one,
Never more than a distant fog,
Secreting the promises,
Fading into the yesterdays,
Stirring stars, shimmering 
Resting on the night, breathless
As daybreak and just as busy,
Trembling with feelings,
Intimate and gracious, like a...

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Twas The Night Before Inspection...,

Not a human creature stirred, nor seen 
through out Highland Manor, 
     property carpeted in lush green
(a deathlike stillness descended un keen
hilly quiet, October 10th, 
 ...

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When light erases the mist falling softly
Against a quiet morning,
Life becomes eager to begin again,
Like the start of something wonderful,
It stirs awake the flames of faith,
That forever, forever awaits in this day,
So listen, morning says…...

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Trembling in the silence of a fresh snowfall, awaiting the struggle of laughter and tears, the beautiful that comes from stars shadowed by flakes so gentle they seem to speak silence into the spirit –...

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Violent as the gleaming blade
Of a vicious criminal crazed
Ferocious as the lion’s jaw
Lingering on an innocent calf
This wicked affliction forces
Its teeth into the harmless heart
Bites wildly into vulnerable flesh
With haste to destroy and devastate
End the...

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There is a man in the street.  He walks his dog, unaware of the eyes observing
him.  The ladybug's short flight ends on a windowsill.  A man sits and wonders 
why life consists...

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Twas fortnight before inspection 2021...,

Not a human creature stirred, nor seen 
throughout Highland Manor, 
property carpeted in lush green
gently hilly terrain,
(a deathlike stillness descended un keen
quiet and quite cool April 26th, 
deux thousand twenty one).

Vicious...

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Akin twin invisible presence coaxing...paranormal

Action across ouija board
herald Faustian bargain
as fingers of left hand appear to move
planchette of their own accord...
inexplicably, silently, and verily
along a barely traceable minuscule chord
dance, with some spatial force
from outer limits,...

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As I was set to go out on my horse 
One eve, despite pleads to stay from my course, 
Prone I was to take my hat from the rack, 
A whirlwind crested from the dusty...

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Akin Twin Invisible Presence Coaxing...

Action across ouija board
fingers of left hand appear to move
planchette of their own accord...
inexplicably, silently, and verily
along a barely traceable minuscule chord
dance, with some spatial force

from outer limits,
perhaps a dimension unexplored
of...

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The woman lying on the hospital bed
Silent, intuition discerning
The last breath, last sigh, goodbye
Whispered beneath a soft cry
From the soul who she was leaving behind

She had been a daughter, a wife, a mother
She’d known sorrow,...

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In a winter chorus, autumn’s rouge and sallow shed.
Their shuffle settles loamy dregs of timber lords.
As they await the hurling puff to haply brush the forest floor,
of what to grace their lot, they’ve lack. No...

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“Even if something is left undone, everyone must take time to sit still and watch the leaves turn.” -Elizabeth Lawrence


Still, soft colors
like blushing roses,
dew kissed, dancing quietly,
in the gentle wind –
rustling like the songbirds,
bursting with...

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(~Boast~)
A year is but a mere blink,
A century is just a sigh.
We dream awake, we sleep to think,
Let time pass, long enough for trees to dry.

(~Confusion~)
Centuries old, young for our eyes,
Led by pride, beauty, and...

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Abuse
So much more than what you do
So much more than what you say
There is the abuse of silence...

Deathlike silence
Abuse of your soul
Abuse of you heart
Abuse of your mind
You’re nothing
Insignificant
Not worthy of the gift of words
Not...

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Confused
Written: by Tom Wright
7/22/2017

Recently, I experienced Sudden Cardiac Arrest,
Doctors said any hope of my living looked grim.
But to the power of prayer I can readily attest,
And prayer warriors had placed all faith in Him.

On the...

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Marvelous Maxine Hunkel, heroine cyclone, 
With her amazing power gets anyone blown...!

Through her abductor scientist Morrow the mad,
With vast violent velocity she got clad...!

Her simple sneeze could destroy her granny’s garage,
She could sleep in tornado...

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These days belong to snow and cold.
The leaden heart, the ashen skies
Conspire with the dark
That steals the hours daily
Settles us into unquiet peace.

Showing sense,
Creatures burrow down into their dens
Slip into their deathlike sleeps.

If we could,...

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4.

Each dawn, the cold steps back a pace,
In the lengthening light the cold steps back
As the lands rise fresh and free from deathlike sleep again,
To play the full young mother dressed in life itself,
Strolling through...

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The winds breathe nights darkness,
and she comes trailing a gown, black and velvety;
     inky   i n k y   deeply black,
       ...

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The winds sigh to the evenings soul of darkness,
and night comes trailing a gown of black velvet;
  inky  i n k y  black mysterious and moonless,
      is...

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The winds breathe in evenings soul of darkness,
And night comes trailing a gown, black and velvety;
  Inky  i n k y  black, deeply mysterious and moonless,
      An...

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the winds breathe in evenings soul of darkness
and night comes trailing a gown, black and velvety
  inky  i n k y  black, deeply mysterious and moonless
      an...

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