Long Talisman Poems

Continued from Maya 1

At length, when the womens' screams had ceased
and the sound of the thunder had stopped,
he gathered his courage and withdrew himself
from his hiding place beneath the corn.
He left the hut and prostrated...

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Now that Crimson Fire was gone
Fire Eagle needed to gain experience.
For over ten years he travelled the lands
helping people, learning from many other druids.
One day he knew he would be called up on to
take the...

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“The Apocrypha of Familiars” 

Wings hover 
light luminescent
revelling sprites dark pearls
Corvidae shades
of a family 

highly functioning
dysfunctional plural
morphing unobserved
perceived non-unique 
spiralling into shape

more black and grey
than white spills 
from their eyes
light from their shining 
hidden away

intelligence...

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Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., 

crafted when Wallace and Gromit 
returned from their trip to the moon, 
which I can prov-olone huck curd 
(within Trump con feta ration) – 
as cheesy poem...

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SOJOURN THROUGH TAROTSPACE

Let me tell you a story,
Of a deck of cards, in all its glory.
Well, some will say, what’s the big deal?
To them my humble reply, come, conquer, and heal.

The story is my take,
On...

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Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., 
which I can prov-olone huck curd 
(within Trump con feta ration) – as cheesy poem!

Yea of course writing ideas unstoppably
burst asunder at the most inconvenient
opportunities such as...

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As dusk settled to star-filled night, they finally came.
Amongst the burning huts, he knelt before the two Gods,
their bright white skin flickering red anger within the light of the fire.
One stood with turtle shell gleaming...

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T Salamander enjoyed local fame
down by the creek, there with her daughter.
Prided herself on her inky black frame,
bathing each day in the cool, brackish water.
She set amphibious cold-blooded hearts
on fire, exploding, through black magic arts.
All...

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If ever you were taken from me,
The sun would rise in mourning black,
And birds would fold their wings in shame
For mother  not to bring you back.

The sky would wear your apron soft,
The wind would...

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It was the hour of their glory
harps tuned,they bravely stood strong
their path to salvation,cried for sacrifice
as a storm loomed,with their rhapsodic song.

Forced to live a life of misery
these calloused hands took many lives
but now the...

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Well what the Dickens is going on?
My choice as the greatest scribe and voice of our tribe
Charles not himself a cricketing man but definitely a fan

Twas…the tale of two skippers and two cities
Both burdened by...

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Come forth our Angel of the North
Working class…but VIP pass…standing sentry for cricketing gentry
Towering injury tarnished Talisman penury
Revarnished..primacy rebooted for his mooted destiny and legacy
Poetry in motion..the emotion
The devotion..our commotion potion

Rejuvenation
India rue what Stokes does...

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Virat..never ersatz..fat cat with the bat

Look at record book stats in every format

Kerching bling King of tats

Vicious & pernicious in the ring

Kohli kidology methodology thing


Tit for tat..spit for spat

Bit of chit chat

Never ending..mind bending

No caveat..rat...

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I could not hold on to you
But oh...how hard I tried
Excavated each forgotten chamber
Of my heart
To find some charm
Some talisman
To cast a spell
And make you mine
Some magic potion
That would make your every night
A “midsummer night’s...

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The white statue rested above the dying woman's head,
A ray of light shone thinly onto the old talisman.
Carter watched silently at the old gaunt wrinkled woman.
He would be brave, prepare his last rites, 
For he...

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"The Onyx Treasure"

formed of bands 
of chalcedony 
in alternating colors 

parallels embedded
cryptocrystalline 
dimension

bands of light and dark 
a strong contrast
a close union

harmonious love
protector of evil 
Onyx

eyes wide open 
talisman of Leo
Capricorn courage

the messages are read...

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"Fata Morgana" 

feet hardly touch the ocean
when silent stars of no voice
transmit words to pay the ferryman
on the water no reflection 

gently the sun waves smiling as if to say
feel that, the warmth of waking...

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Staring in the mirror when I'm down with these scissors I found. 
With my wrists out and prescription lids littered around. 
I've scribbled out a bitter letter in wicked accounts and written down twisted sentences...

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The Dragon Riders Saga II

The Dragon had returned to the clearing where he'd left his rider near neardeath
Hearing the strange tale brought mission purpose back and fire to his breath

A healer had found his friend...

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I am the wind 
beneath the 
sparrows wings 
as it heavenly sings.
I am the single rose 
sitting in a barren land.
I am the the lions voice,
and the partridge voice as they 
rejoice. 

I am the...

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Strange lovers :(poem)
How strange it is to fall in love, with a complete stranger.
But how even more strange, it is the moment you feel them as
If you have known them your entire life.

There is a...

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Walking.....
I was walking...
Like I have done every morning
since we moved into this neighborhood.

I stepped back and my sight caught a radiant monarch butterfly...
It had four broad colorful wings, and very 
distinguishable from other butterflies I...

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In the deep valleys of the spirit, where dreams boil in the overflowing cup of consciousness,
I wander aimlessly, seeking countless treasures not in gold, but in scattered words.
There is no money in poetry, only echoes...

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The Dragon Riders Saga III


You nor he may yet know his birthright or even his name
Long have I watched you both and why to him it was now I came

You'll need the Armor, shield, sword,...

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"Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch ,but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same" 

          ...

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