Long Trepid Poems

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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It was my dream to go to the gym.
I promised myself, I would.
Days passed by, 
I told myself,
‘I must work, I should.’

Far from work, I took to rest,
As others huffed and puffed.
The mirror mocked, my...

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He inspires somber fireside melodies 
Children keep a distance, 
or whisper trepid greetings 
Tears roll uncontrollably
and nights never end  

Once,  
he could conjure soft rains, 
And the sensation of stormy droplets  
One...

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I'm new to this language; it baffles me so!
   With so many mysteries I wish to know:
Why doesn't 'resolve' mean 'to solve it again'?
   And why are 'wise guys' not the...

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Joan of Arc

HE speaks, and messengers appear
To innocence of one so young in year
The calling understood, she will not flee
Till France is free of English tyranny 

The struggle long, a hundred years or more
An army...

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Come!

On the white mare he rides 
The crowned spectre is charging
With the white bow in hand
Devout malady imparting
In shadowed smoked entrance
Venom absorbing the lands
Fear the approach of Pestilence
Or breathe your last by his hand

Come!

Crimson stallion...

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Liquid swirls slowly at the bottom of her glass, 
diving in, she hits the bottom with a crash 
another waiting drink, another lost hour  
Just like her life waiting to be devoured
A trepid woman...

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Mute hues of dusk gone, still ‘cept for clerid
Sight is slight, sloe murk taunts with ‘a whisper
Shadows come creeping, silence grows trepid

Twilight so stark, not ‘beam of pale lunar
Seeps through this chill shroud of ritual...

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Oh trepid specter in the night
Making bold thy cursed plight.
What zealotry provokes thy mournful cry
Allowing thee to linger nigh?

Did Heaven bar thee entry first?
Did Hell itself not quench thy thirst?
And why this fuss and sordid...

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A rat, a mat, an extra large sleeping bag, and a sofa went to a swimming pool and dived in head first. Never mind the salad dressing shouted the orchestra audience from the balconies. Vast...

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The Handprint



                  Sliding down the misted glass the handprint slips away
       ...

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A brutal murder in portentous chill
A helpless life, under butcher's will
An ominous spade digs soil in till.
Buried in dark secret, an aghast kill.

Corpse stenched, languished still. 
The cops nab smite, in strokes of grill..
Shoveled out...

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Wind stream rider high in flight
Far beyond espy steady
Searching clouded obsidian
Peaks of loss and desire
Held closely to my sanity
Erupted in fears adrenaline 
Rushing through feral blaze
Carrying that scent within epitome
Stilling me trepid emptiness drains
Into this...

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Abruptly it’s ended in a smite act so senseless
The crucifixion of Amy has finally ceased
No more trepid slumbering with one eye open
The cycle fulfilled in a moment’s release

This future no longer a constant wary foreboding
Her...

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He held his detached face in his hand                           ...

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The Patient Pantaloon 
Nick Rush

With your dangling bells, and your trepid smile, your harlequin eyes, burn like coal 
With your windy heart, and your unguided fate, beyond sheer truth, lies a lost riddle
With your sunshine...

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I Love the Darkness about you 

 

Darkness surrounds you 

As spirals of smoke 

Wrapping you in myth 

And the delineated danger 

Of the world, 

But your proud defiance 

Breaks through with gestures 

And chiseled...

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His trepid gaze casts downward
locks hold behind his tousled black hair. 

I know of his fame, he knows none of mine. 
Just my name in a place.

I have stood an arms length away
I have longed...

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