Long Sepulchral Poems

How we loved the same
Foods, had the same dreams,
Wanted the same future, longed for the
Same life together, loved the same movies
And songs and books and colors and clothes
And people. How we knew what the other...

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Sy Roth - 3 Poems
12/17/20130 Comments
 
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Silence

I’ve dreamt often that she crept deep
Into my cellular structure, 
Some time in the nightfall of my being
And planted deeply into my mitochondrion,
A magical silence pill,
Drowning the kittens of...

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In my sanctuary’s hush, Poe’s tales I clasp,
Into his world, I plunge, a breath, a rasp.
Beneath the creaking floorboards, a heart's pulse
In my mind, it throbs and gasps;
Suddenly, I'm the culprit, in horror's vice, my...

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It was a waxing, gibbous moon and Cassandra felt calm and at ease
as she stepped out that February night with frost upon the trees..
It was only a mile to grandmothers house, she'd walked it many...

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The  sirens are gone now
                             ...

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In scarce a week the place began to weave 
A weird fascination upon me, 
Nigh hard to bear, harder still to believe, 
I felt as if a dragon from a sea 
Was slowly digesting me...

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Natural soporific narcotic

Recurrent suicidal thoughts 
vaingloriously wend along winding road
within windmills of my mind
(o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd)
yakking, yanking, and yawking zeal
becalming this crash test dummy rolling
stone temple pilot inxs
of maroon 5 plus...

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*Image of Child Sad Suffering provided by Pixabay.

Not Of This Earth
Poetic Form: Narrative

Asymmetric mistrals warp speckled vaporous pallidness toward rhythmless voids. Obviates an evacuating azure as a midday star pivots to a twilight qualm. Numinous...

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would what that be junior? senior? sophomore?

since this brother in law rarely emails, 
     ye may scrunch countenance puzzled, 
     or on verge of emitting flatulence, 
...

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Paternal grandmother's headstone - Beth David, Elmont, Long Island

Shaindel (Sadie), variant of Shana Harris
died May 13th, 1959 exquisitely chiseled
alphanumeric characters legibly engraved
sepulchral casket entombing lovely bones
deoxyribonucleic acid repurposed into me
Matthew Scott Harris patronymic protector,
when I...

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The din of darkness,
 The cacophony of impostors,
 The symphony of ignorance,
 The decadence of progress,
 Colonial heritage,
 The empire of the pharaohs,
 The agony of the pyramids,
 The ordeal of free men,
 The heat...

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recurrent suicidal thoughts vain
     gloriously wend 
     (o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd)
     yanking zeal

becalming this crash test dummy rolling 
 ...

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prosaic prologues bewitch 
   feeble minded scribe doth undertakes 
tend toward lugubriousness ring tone 
   for goodness sake

echoing across, 
   a figurative lake woebegone, where quake
shutters latched storm windows,...

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page turning suspense filled the vaulted sepulchral air
   ushering the veiled spouse to be
while afar off trumpets did blare
   (arranged by the well known matchmaker Harriet Kuritsky)
creating the ambience analogous to...

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page turning suspense filled the vaulted sepulchral air
   ushering the veiled spouse to be
while afar off trumpets did blare
   (arranged by the well known matchmaker Harriet Kuritsky)
creating the ambience analogous to...

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There’s a burning yen nomadic deep within entrenched,
to absorb fresh environments ambrosial on foot,
where incidental hue or august colour wash abound,
or that March bloom tantalising shady patch,
with its dreamlike mystic wide-flung allure,
some blue pigment dawn...

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March 10, 2019 - Daylight Saving Time Starts

The homey nimble storied wisdom of
Benjamin Franklin still
admired during hour time,
especially noteworthy, for slime
molds, the second Sunday of March,
when theft linkedin with

(Ides say) most innocuous crime
re: stealth of...

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Standing in the tallest grass
With whispers, phantoms in the wind
I held aloft my one true love's last wish:
   That I come find her by the waves

It was all that I had
By which I...

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*Image of Forgiveness by Pixabay.

Tale of the Forgiving Betold

Albeit a notable stretch
that stars wouldst a fairer 
share of thee and sheath
thy warm expanse.

Sire, alack thy humble
servant beseech thee,
me Lord, for wouldst
thee taketh to mind
thoust faileth...

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  In the shade and slip of paternal seas,
a daughter dwells, known to all,
consumed in thought by maternal deceits.
  Angel's flared bells blow a squall,
in protest of her love for only me.

 ...

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*Image of Forgiveness by Pixabay.

Tale of a Forgiving Challenge

Albeit a notable stretch
that stars wouldst a fairer 
share of thee and sheath
thy warm expanse.

Sire, alack thy humble
servant beseech thee,
me Lord, for wouldst
thee taketh to mind
thoust failed...

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(Dedicated To Submariners All Over The World)
 
Dived deep in the bowels of the seas
My steely shell’s a womb.
Deep down amidst the oil and grease
I am at peace in the Lovecraftian tomb!
 
What’s with the...

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Voice of Agony 

Beat me till they were exhausted 
Scored me till they felt the pains
Heavy on their tongues, knocked 
Me till they felt enough themselves 
That’s how they ate up their free time 

Everything...

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Flame of life flutters, tide wanes sans reason,
Death droppeth shutters, life sinks in a pit,
The day looks dull, the dark clouds hides when sun,
Night’s moonless, no stars ne’ertheless are lit.

Life's breathless breasts hide failing heart...

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Denizen of abyssal labyrinth,
legendary ancient Wyrm seeks succour
within prodigious sepulchral cavern:
her domicile for an ageless lifetime.

Ethereal shafts cascade through ceiling's
stochastic rifts, piercing tenebrous tomb;
vicious viscous scarlet smears juxtapose
against shimmering iridescent scales.

Aeons past, Faustian pact formed...

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