Long Placates Poems

“50 Words for Poe: Azrael”



What alchemy to lure Azrael
who hidden until now
keeps his vigil 
in the still sound of 
the shattering silence 
of falling leaves
under the elms in the 
hollows of 
Hanging Hill 
with the...

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She feels the urge to ask,
And in a different time she would have,
I guess it’s just another mask,
Removed by hands of time.
A child asks a mother in attempts to understand,
A fool asks a brother for...

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Queen Elizabeth I

A ll things are as it may, beckons a queendom of two faiths,
B orrowed Boleyn's "B" blue brocade the better choice made,
C ancer claims the spring, agrees with the passage of her sister,
D...

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Blues in the Night.

A malignant moon
shines his metallic claws -
combs my hair and brushes me forward.
I am alone in the shadowy crooks 
of a poisoned metropolis.

A clandestine garbage chute -
where waifs and strays burn
within the...

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This index finger of mine loves discothèques,
Amber sunsets, pretty faces from heaven, wanderlust hybrids & violets, 
Those are just few of my fantasies surrounding me,
Now let’s share some of my secret language, the B-a Story!...

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1.

Within Elysium Fields, the souls of the dead find their peace but there are those souls who do not think they deserve such peace. Those already within Elysium sometimes try to bring these sad souls...

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Dreamscape

Fright night echoes sounds clink tapped chalices,
Amidst caused bruised concoctions aplenty,
Dons alehouse barmaids geniality,
Fair distance yonder gates of said palaces.

Camaraderie placates fools, nightfalls,
Host chambered snores all else unpleasantries,
Wenches clear tables its swill and varies,
Whilst yon...

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A plush monk’s life was my designation
Before the process of dissolution
Then back to now, fast extrication
From enforced seizure and desecration

A simple life it was for me
Amid fertile land, its fruits aplenty
The chapter house was full...

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A Lady Waits

The sleepy sea massages a creaking ship which slowly navigates
through blackness the sky emanates and the great Atlantic integrates.
A sailing school of serenading seagulls dips and dives and celebrates,
and amongst the sea-sick shipmates,...

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When I pass by her courtyard
And the crypt where she lies, 
Strange as it may sound to you
I hear her muffled cries.

I know for her its harder
Being away from me, 
Sepulchered in this graveyard
Where she's...

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Sense spacious silence speak
Prize primal pattern peak


Void vets vibrant vile voice
Cream clumsy changing choice


Toilsome thoughts tunnel time
Meet moist motionless mime


Feel fond fancy flavour
Opt old odd off-odours 


Form fleeting formal face
Glimpse gaudy grinding grace


Face funny faulty...

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Revolutionary mindful ascending

Opens up the consciousness through manifesting dimensions

That placates every form of time

Warps the imagination within the mind

Creating living colours that bombard our eyes

Synchronicity then defines how to read the signs

Through a paradigm equation...

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Feel fond feelings
Words weave willing
Bless bright billing


Love looks lovely
Glimpse gains groovy
Claim charms curvy


Profound play primes
Touch treasures time
Rapture reaps rhymes


Trust truth timely
Deed drills deeply
Feel fine fancy


Drool dreamy day
Peace placates play
Speak solemn say


Heal hurting heart
Spread succinct start
Craft...

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A Sonnet to a Sable Poet’s Pen
(Apropos Disrespected, Suspected, Neglected and Rejected)

I want to write poems
of flowers and birds;
Fragrant poems singing
beautiful words;
Poems praising the ebb and flow
of evening tides
Splashing shores searching
where love abides;
But my pen...

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When you close your 
eyes, what do you 
see in the 
shadows?

Do you see 
my 
image in the
kaleidoscope of your 
mind? What comes when you 
conjure my memory? Is it 
echoes of laughter 
within the...

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Lo here they come the Westerly's
On their lips a westward song, 
Alighting from Horse Latitudes
It's a land where they belong.

They bring along the scent of seas
And that forlorn desert bloom, 
With rakish mates - the...

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night falls
wounded by the days' plight

night consumes
all the hopeful fractured splinters of light

night recedes
into its desolate lair

night extinguishes
the roaring furnace of despair

night hides
from a bubbling desire reaching out to feel

night flees
leaving the jilted to bow...

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New to arrive
(this is default when late)
Is a writhing mass screaming 
NERVES
inside.
The exterior is wide eyes.
But in the past,
much, much worse.
Today what I'm wearing
reflects not my feelings,
but
YOURS.
My face placates
with cool even gazes.
I can see mirrors
trade...

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Though she holds his hands, he feels all alone 
As moonlit desires sense his dissonant vibes
Emanating from pulses beating in discord
Plundering away ambiance to vacant thoughts
When a cogent conversation becomes a task.

Silence he placates discarding...

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weather... restricted
yet people turn a blind eye
innocents suffer

weather cannot see
a natural phenomenon
pollution effects

humans have reason
yet still don't understand
jeopardising lives

we pollute... which kills
live on the banks of rivers
expect to survive

now knowing the facts
living in denial... why
natures...

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Time of life,
Time of strife,
Time of purpose,
Time we suppose.

Nobody can tell what's behind the veil, 
We don’t want to see what’s pale,
Nobody can see what's behind the door,
We’re a far cry from the core.

Someone desires...

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Trust is a peaceful comfort,
A inexplicable belief in tomorrow.
It creates a sense of secured protection,
A safety that sooths the mind and soul.
Trust is confidence. It’s not blind 
Because it’s been built on history,
A past that’s...

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Peering from my window
Through a thin veil of frost,
It seems that an unseen force
Had resolved to obscure my vision,
As if it were saying, 
“There’s nothing out there but darkness
And frightful frigid discomfort
That is best left...

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State of perception placates
sun or moon
incubi or mindful art
dreamlike lays or lucidity

a place of rest where we are restless
turning in and tuning out
body's give but souls still shout
exuberantly in the echo chamber of the heart

arrows...

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Breathing

Sweet breath, scarce heard upon this gray day
Laborious, but there under watchful eye
Sweet hope and light dispel the gloom
A breath that breathes away the silence
Then uncertain pause from puckered lip, 
Moistened with care
Still the air...

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