Long Sigils Poems

A MINISTER RETIRES :  
SOLILOQUY 

I arise as infant Phoenix 
from Akasha ashes 
counterparts frozen 
with foibles intact
a still Arctic of death
sheath for recalibration 

Source Light breathes into 
fontanelle slowly sleepily  
Sekmet my...

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Bruce

A lumbering man, 
audibly achily, stepped to the
floor’s center.
Had there been a spotlight, he’d’a shone.

His arms unfurled.
His hips spun.
His soles, silent
as he padded here,
then twisted to place a foot there.

A phoenix swooped, festooned in fire’s...

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“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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There was a young man named Anton,
who lived back in the seventies,
he wasn’t the type to fit in,
felt outcast from society.

Never got along with others,
and didn’t enjoy playing sports,
his parent’s said, “Just get out more.”
It...

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Written: March 05, 2024 For Edward Ebeh Contest
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Oh, Hermes, during historical eras of reign,
Greek...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber ambles

Timelines cutting cross
my magnetic magenta 
miracle to dissipate in
dry desert...

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Brooding in the Ocean's Ominous Depths
Enthralled by the hum of Unfathomable Enchantment
Humming A Lingering Verse of Her Song, 
Gliding Along the Current
Searching for the  Turquoise Pearl She Lost  
On the Ocean Floor's Crystalline...

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Perusing the tomes of esoterica,
One truth I've learnt indeed,
Not one book contains it all.
There's always more to read.
Axiom mixed with allegory,
Abstract salt and misty sulphur.
Is this that famous alchemy?
I'll find the quintessence myself.
I wonder will...

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Oh, how sad, oh how very glum,
Goodness gracious me prater comes.
Still writing winsome words of woe,
Endlessly stopped, never to go.
Oh God be, merciful to me.

Endlessly stopped, never to go.
Wallowing in morbid abode.
Whiling away the endless...

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      Obedience is worship at our core, 
respectful gratitude, 
in practiced restraint, 
armored Saint parkour.

Obedience helps you to be still 
as you are shown the way.
A north star compass by...

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As the demons I carry weigh down on me heavy, shadowed and restless, they cling to my skin, a battle un ending both outside and in. Regrets with sharp teeth sink in my chest. While...

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alone I made camp
in an old post-war lean-to
so close to the river
mist covers me like dew

next to my rough camp
I found rougher white stones
faded names, faded lives
graves hiding old bones

in the moon's creeping light
I now...

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Symbols and sigils flood the forebrain as I walk through the metal and wired glass doors. With an whoosh of air, they close as if mocking the breath I had held in too long. Fear...

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Oh, how sad, oh how very glum,
Goodness gracious me prater comes.
Still writing winsome words of woe,
Endlessly stopped, never to go.

Oh Lord, let not our life pass by
Let us do more than weep and cry.
Wallowing in...

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When there is no rooster waking you up at dawn,
You can go back to sleep, just as long 
As you haven't left too many of the lights on.
Just relax, wake up, and have fun!

When one...

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There is a potential so pure in your nature
that it be nexus between diviner and rapture
where freedom finds the fire of Prime Creator
deep in the brain's interior, a glandular mind expander
crossfertilizer of electrochemical ego and...

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I'm Israel
for once I was real
now I'm nothing but a living hell
the ruthless child and his deceiving spell 
once upon an Israel
now the eye in the capstone 
wants your palestinian home 
yet you can't escape...

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Woolen conformity
suffocates, garroting
all yearning to benefit
with hands dutiful in aid
for all souls bound by mesh.

Religious principles
envelop to usurp logic
while charging indulgence
against the sin of living in a
system determined to terminate.

Liars stammer on to
hypnotize the cameras
with...

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Humidity peaked
New high score
Perspiration on the windows
left behind window scribble sigils
I heart U
it read
said
to no one in particular

Looking at it now
tough to say who left it there
Another fleeting testament on pane of glass
waxing while waning...

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Pencil moves across the page;
graphite on the paper blazes;
letters, join, and come together, now.


Floating on the mind like feathers,
sigils writ with light on aether,
melt upon the warmth of empty space.

Nothing left but empty mind,
forgetting words,...

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SES BISOUS

...................... and then he kissed her

A wistful taste that daily she began to crave

Her lips rouge with bruises only kisses give

Little telltale signs of puckered pinkness lips hide

His yen she feels, though in check...

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fickle crickets: 
serenading sirens
of retreat, as chartreuse digits 
creep dark alley swamps;
hanging jungle themes invade
quiet dens perpetuated by
creation’s wet glory...croaking:
ancestral tales of grandeur.

mammal sigils:
	evoking tootling 
trespassers of environmental legacy;
	nature redeeming medicines
sustaining miracles of light...EPA
	earth.provides.assistance:
yet mankind...

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Oh how sad, oh how glum,
Goodness gracious prater comes.
Writing winsome words of woe,
Endlessly stopping, never to go.

Whiling away the endless hours;
Scribbling sigils, clawing, I cower.
Oh how sad, oh how glum,
Goodness gracious prater comes.

Envy those not...

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Love helps me style
Moments worthwhile
As symbols pile


Rhymes in swift say
Come out to play
As words greet day


Verse in sure poise
Can cluster choice
In vibrant voice


I write of age
In happy gauge
My journal page


Feeling and thoughts
In visual lot
Pique inner...

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Defiler of the world of beauty 
belay the brush of ignorance
let not their feeble sigils
mar the majesty of mountainside.

May poverty’s rant 
pierce a more appropriate heart.
Stroke with brush, paint and text
upon the face of greed...

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