Long Venemous Poems

Jump up and down like a jackrabbit
running through meadows
running from what?
Could it be heartbreak,
a venemous snake that hides in the grass,
hiding with fangs ready to pierce the tender skin
upon the tight, bronze flesh of everyday...

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She bares a striking 
resemblance to early morning 
mist
Pure and innocent her scent 
reflects on the faces of those 
who devour the finest incense
She has
Coloured the world with her 
smile
Captured our souls for a while...

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‘We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are’
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Hidden within the depths of your pocket
You grab onto your pen like a plug to a socket
As a way to focus on life to know when
Inspiration consumes you and its time to write again.
When you...

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the present dayes m'rning pink in summ'r didst lighteth skies
of wond'rous dreams as yest'rdayes wishes
cometh trueth

a moment in timeth to alloweth a writ'r  
to expresseth:

alloweth liveth, loveth, and sayeth
t well in precious sentences this...

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Poetic Shadow

I get all balled up inside for I fear
that we are all failing miserably
in our efforts toward Christianity
I consider the strength and the faith of the martyrs
who refused to death
 to worship the gods...

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Poem " I just hate It".

I just hate it
When you sing your lyrics 
Breathing fire, loveless bliss.
I just hate it 
When you show scorn
Deluding to grandeur
Of superfluous beginnings
Yet rejecting the reality 
of a humble morn.

I...

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Oh my painful friend, Here you come again, 
Like a broken record, that we are going to dance to again,
What would I do without you dragging me down,
What would my life be like without a...

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all i need to comfort me
is an apple and some green tea
and a tablespoon of honey
mixed with some ginseng

a bright blue sky overhead
shaded by sycamore trees
classic literature in hand
and just the air that i breathe

i...

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Snake Charmer
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Watch as her hips clap with rythmic sound,
the slow movement of her hands grasping the air
Watch as she swirls her trim figure into palatable
positions. Then she brings the demon out, and he 
slithers against...

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When I see roses, I see flowers. Never knowing words have evil powers. 
Yet we think nothing of it, just being human. Well now I dream of holding the heart of a new man. 
The...

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