Long Prickling Poems

Skin of Terror
- Daniel Henry Rodgers

(Lights slowly rise on a lone figure, MICHAEL, hunched over a steering wheel. His knuckles are white against the worn leather. Pre-recorded sounds of a desolate highway hum faintly in...

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He wears thick gloves when he strings the barbed wire,
fashioning a thorny fence from prickly metal spines,
reminding me that cattle like to know the boundaries,
the edges of a pasture, clever green grass hesitating
on the borders...

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Spring — a life anew

Prodding rays of warming glow,
sunshine.
Crusted ice and snow
slowly melting into trickling drops. 
First to bloom
a crocus blue, a tulip tries to rise.

How long the wait
and freezing rain
chilled the weary bones.
Heat up...

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~~oooOOO  The Man In The Mist  OOOooo~~

Going to my cousins house, a long drive in the car
Over the moors with dry stone walls, it was very far
The house in the middle of a...

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Brick stepped up on the curb, shaking his head,
" What a piece of junk" he should'a rode the horse"
Brick turned to see the trail of smoke being left
behind by Bill's car as he drove away...

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I may never know what exactly happened,
but I think I know the why of it

Tadhana…Fate…Destiny…Kismet…

Put it in so many words,
but it all boils down to that.

Tadhana…

shivers down my spine,
tears prickling my eyes,
as I hear once...

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Wow well that's clever. I mean really really intelligent. Must have done all the research well. And drawn exact plans as to not make any errors. Roaring fires sit down in an ice bucket whilst...

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Cool raindrops kiss my cheeks
A warm breeze rises within me
As I recall the moments
Which linger in my heart forever

The pulsating sphere of light and dark
Polar opposite lovers in the circle of life
Encompassing magnificent visceral nuances
Infinite...

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A lonely walk home midsummer in the darkness of the night,
Through the woodland copse with the moon the only light.
A feeling she was being watched raised the hairs upon her neck,
She bent her head down...

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Ecotone 

I did not plant the prairie tickseed that appeared among
The cultivated flowers of my garden and quickly dominated.
It seemed to say, “We live, still!

My house sits in a tension zone, an ecological “no man’s...

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A road to nowhere

A picturesque scene of trees turning bare


Fresh autumn scents filling the air

And a young woman on a journey traveling from here to there

 

With a slow, steady pace and tapping shoes

She...

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I opened the top drawer of my mind
and carelessly took out some words.
I threw them about with little thought
of where or on whom they might land.

Many bounced when they hit becoming scattered and lost;
Some stuck...

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Bruised moments, flooded with shadows,
Silhouettes of lonely graves,
Hidden in the promises of fate’s disgruntled maze,
Bedded down on prickling thorns of loss,
Lavender faded beneath the stones,
Slabs of grey granite, memorials to those passed,
Gone to homes in...

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I reel my hands back and lay them to rest on my lap.
A tingling sensation seeps into my awareness,
drips from my shoulders,
and flows downwards onto my bent arms,
leaving a trail of bumps in its wake....

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Inspirations falling down
Like stardust kisses
In vibrant mahogany and gold
Bold, flaming whispers
September’s soothing calm
Sharing tender serenity
With the cool joy of dawn

Imaginations coloring hearts
Like flamboyant September skies
Laughing lights in the eyes
Singing melancholic poetry
Into the moonlit night
Trembling with...

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GHOST AND THE DARKNESS

Daunting, a late night movie, just before the verge of night spills into your lair. You can’t bury the dark at those times. The roar in the blackout. The snore at the...

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All elements laugh as I cast a moan
While grieving for longings I've never known
The mantle of the earth shrugs at my pride
While isotopes titter, slow death inside
This funeral for my future with you
Reeks with discontent...

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My braces are pinching me and I remove them but really I only want to get closer
The harder grasses prickling our arms but why does she complain so little

The sun beats down and the clagg...

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Quiet and listen!!! I ordered myself
Focus and watch!!! My brain coded to my cells
Ponder and wonder!!! Was the obdurate melody of my sense
But no one could evolve a meaning out of these paranormal scenes

I could...

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I simply cannot get the world off my mind, 
Its angels and demons should be left behind. 
At a slugs pace, my insanity races, 
My mind wanders off to all these dark places. 
Just when I start thinking all...

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Breathe - I breathe ! Beauteous be the rose
I planted the bush - the roots...

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faint
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Left assured assumptions consumes the conduct of diligence while prickling princeling essence of the understatement 

The conjunction of the pressure it’s to pursue the tail further down till it reaches its quantum 

It shouldn’t be...

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        Older age

being old is always ten years ahead: meanwhile
I’ve decided to embrace my present age positively

I walk, don’t run, affecting a dignified lumbering;
if I stumble,I welcome kind...

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sometimes the snow falls in sheets of white, 
a blanket of excited kisses, playful - 
fleeting
dampening your thoughts
racing your heart

and sometimes, the snow
falling in sheets of white
brings waves of brittle stings, sharp reminders
memories in the...

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