Long Reeked Poems

On that night the moon seemed hidden from her starry brothers
The kind of night not suited for the fighters nor the lovers
I ventured out only to put out the low burning lamp
When there I saw...

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The dust had all but settled from the sultry morning air when Sergeant Kessler tapped me on the arm to wake me up.
“Gonna be a hot one,” he announced, “a chance o’ rain...and could get...

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I write about my ex a lot,
we didn't talk much, but our tongues touched,
we used to have sex a lot and 
it was so hot that it set my soul ablaze, 
and no, it wasn't...

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March 18-27

This time I woke, 
He was staring readily,
Smiling, plotting steadily

I lifted my body and gently gazed at his grotesque beauty
He was always at his best in thought…

“You look ravishing…” He began. 
“Mouth-parched, crusty-eyed, hair...

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Remember the day before you died? Your heart reeked of mania. The way you lied about your whereabouts broke my world into a mangling mess. Who cleaned up my mess? It used to be you....

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All things that glow and move,
all things that change and pass,
I gather their delight
as in a burning-glass;
Judith Wright

The Queen's Conjurer
1.
'Given to magic and uncanny arts'
'Art mathematical' to make strange works
 Genius of movement artificial
Mechanical scarab...

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I am the Grinch

I am I am, you know that I am
The Grinch of Grinch's and so
Don’t call me Sam
For Sam I not am
I am the grouch of this festive season
I take what yours; I...

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A blitzkrieg wipes your innocence away
and only heaven’s hand can help you now.
Your counterparts lie trepid to the fray,
for they can sense the wolfen on the prowl.
Oh dear Poland, there’ll be no recompense
as death, unbridled,...

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i.
At the centre of the world:
Back in the Roman days of yore--
A voice echoed, that decreed
To a crowd of commons, lost and unsure:

"Our rivers run dried, the Wrath of Gods,
Needs must be pacified
By human blood,...

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Open the book of history chapter 19
Allow your shadow to roam on its surface, turn to verses twenty and 
wait. trace your finger forward, keep going; then Stop! Do you see that word corruption marked...

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The faded wooden doors of the church
Loomed over me like the gates of hell.
A portal of anger and sadness,
That could consume my very body and soul,
Like a rabid dog looking for sanity
Forcing me into a...

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A farmer's son was once tending to his mother's hens,
Collecting their eggs to sell,
At his family's road-side market stand when,
He found a purple egg with a rotten smell. 

The boy looked around at all the...

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I am, for the most part, most scared to speak.
Not because I don't necessarily have anything to say,
My mouth, alongside the virility of my brain, just seem to like putting me in reticence
But even in...

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In days of old when men were bold
And they didn’t use moisturiser....
They shaved with a sword, 
slapped whisky on their chin
And didn’t use aftershave in an atomiser

The scraped the dirt off with a shell, they...

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I've never had a one-night stand,
with me it always was the family plan;
I thought I found Mr. Right 
seems I only saw him with blind eyes.

Faithful till the day I die
Yet he has a...

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With his icy fingers he stole my smokey breath,
laid a sheet of slippery freezing cold by my feet
and then whispered in my ear right to the drum
that echoed in my brain with excruciating pain.

She, his wife...

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Suppressed behind this afflicted excuse of a cover up
A hurting young lady lies
Afraid to show her face to the eyes, 
eyes of the man who hurt her
And repeatedly told her she would never be nothing...

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If you’ve been to north New York,
or the western side of Vermont,
you might’ve head of a sea monster,
the vast Lake Champlain is his haunt.

The locals all call him ‘Champy,’
not to dissimilar to Loch Ness,
many folks...

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I am of Maroon extraction, dear
My grandmother's grandfather fought
Without surrender or tanant of fear
And two times with Boukman caught
And twice unlike him escaped
To die in a rocky cliff, proudly brave
While the freed slave escaped
He held...

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While I was trying to forge a better me
I got lost in the process
And sank down past the fiery pits of my own personal hell
I created it for myself
But I refused to believe that so...

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Sounds creep into my ear, sounds that have wandered 
over these valleys, mounts and plains, once debased by ruined man,
sounds that creep from the crevices of these wrecks, they have wandered-
over time and seasons, under...

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The abyss so deep so profound
It didn't thwart our efforts
It made us strong of mind
Gave us a sense of unity
To see thru the light
At the end of this
endless Tunnel
this is today,but yesterday's
Gone by recalling a...

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The owners escaped to their cellar beneath
Safe from the storm and the damage it reeked.
Ducking from planks, wood, lath and plaster
All huddled together as they hid from disaster.

Pieces of wood -now lay broken and splintered
Last...

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Passion.com

Spencer was pretty much down and out and just holding onto

The rewards of a life serving country and oath to the Queen

If not for eyesight diminished when a bombshell shredded his face

He could have seen...

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Monseigneur Reygus Hameltus—defrocked priest and sorcerer of the black 
arts; epiphany of evil and master of debauchery.
He looks among his minions with a grim bearded countenance
and piercing beady eyes with a distinct grimace of utter...

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