Long Wert Poems

Athenian Epitaphs II

These are ancient Greek epitaphs for lost family and friends, including dogs and other animals ...

Now his voice is prisoned in the silent pathways of the night: 
his owner's faithful Maltese... 
but will...

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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Two

Rosalia’s Instruments of Evil and Debauchery
Rosalia needed certain tools or instruments of evil and debauchery to successfully pursue her nefandous plans of bringing the people...

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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Three

Vespers’ Prayer Preparation for Black Mass
In preparation for the ritual Black Mass at midnight, Rosalia recites the following prayer incantation which must be rendered latest...

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Born and raised as a little child in a Witches’ coven,
the Black Witch was indeed a very precocious child
whose hell-spawned soul was seared in Hell’s oven,
and like Medusa herself was a creature gone wild.

The Black...

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As I was set to go out on my horse 
One eve, despite pleads to stay from my course, 
Prone I was to take my hat from the rack, 
A whirlwind crested from the dusty...

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“My brother would not have died if You’d been with us!
I ne’er thought You would not be here,
You knew him he was sick to death,
And we kept our belief on Thee,
Thou wert elsewhere with Thy...

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Ancient Greek and Roman Epigrams I

Wall, we're astonished that you haven't collapsed,
since you're holding up verses so prolapsed!
Ancient Roman graffiti, translation by Michael R. Burch

You begrudge men your virginity?
Why? To what purpose?
You will find no...

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Ride, ride, ride thou figure from the East
In thy curse hath many a mother wept
On thy brow the furrows of distant steppes
Yield unto a steely mask of doom
Destruction follows in thy path and yet
Methinks I...

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Love's Compass Rose
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A pair of slave girls waved chamar to thee, 
As diamonds flashed with light of lamps well lit, 
A king of kings must have fallen to knee, 
To strip out bejewelled shoes from thy fair...

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As cave-dweller O man, thou wert crudest, 
Ere civilized and a bit social made,  
In a painstaking long march to the crest, 
Evolving— a seed of creed mutated,  
Ye struggled long before brought...

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On this day thou wert born forty and nine years ago,
Scores and scores of trials passed thy way,
And we watched them together passing like storms.
I let my inward eye perceive thy birth from thy ‘mother’s...

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O thou world’s tallest mount of might, 
Like a gawky adolescent,
Added hast thou to thy old height,
I bow to thy quickest ascent.

Thou, with thy siblings so many
In the abode of hoary snow,
At fifty million years...

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“The Dream”

there were dreams
some lived them
others dreamt them
silently lying in their 
grave chairs waiting 
patiently for the 
Angel to call 

there were dreams
beautiful dreams 
others took delight 
in smashing their shine
to ash, treading on them...

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I loved that day which blest its night 
With antediluvian might,
Of ours flourishing souls in joy
That some divine being must deploy.

It was a lithe nocturnal wood,
‘Midst whose darkening core there stood
A tiny cottage, ancient as...

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Porous pride sucked sassy strength leased
b' bounty biddings hoisted hurls greased.
"f two cods, crushed contentions dangled -
their salient stances 'n' hexed dribbles.

Quoth th' first t' twain bis, "Oft would you grudge?
Knowing that ere thou wert...

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Thou wert frail, frailer still thy fate,
Had reasons fair to feel nigh riled,
Your sad eyes sure had looked for me, 
O my ill-fated child.

I was too far to welcome thee,
My child, had little time to...

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THOU GOOD AND FAITHFUL FRIEND

Farewell, thou good and faithful oven mitt.
Thou hast served thy time but now must leave.
But ere thou goest, let us reminisce a bit
About the things thou helped me to achieve

My mother,...

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The magician is my own bodily templar
Weep  not is i’’,me as if   it wert me I,cried.is,the mathers, 
A fornicated blessed oh how when me do is,so much, violet Firth, weep estrange one
Me...

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All Hallows' Eve Black Mass Incantation

We Pray in The Name of Our Father Lucifer, 
Which wert in Heaven:

Boil, Boil plague-ridden rats and toads in oil,
With a pair of gleaming snake eyes too.
Mix in fresh hen’s...

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O, e’er she cometh and calleth me from the barren wolds whereupon lieth the first palpitation of the laconic exchange of bashful glances; 

O, whensoe’er thy dulcet voice wafteth o’er the hummock, and thy throat...

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Wow another year has come and gone 
What a year it has been
So many things we wouldn’t change,
yet so many we would
As the new year approaches we all will set goals for ourselves 
and our...

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Tis torture and not mercy. Heaven is here!
  
 Painfully in reach and yet no power is apt to attain thee. 
 
 What shall then quell passions pursuit? 

Oh heart that yearns for...

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Nothing can substitute death
for it is the final destination
and ere you last breath
crystal clear all your abberation.

Rest forever or birth to numb dizziness
at you part, you leave all harms and assaults
people most theist, called quick...

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O’ why wert thou so beautiful, 
But not a love so true? 
Thus now doth reign the darkness
From mere the thought of you! 
Why hath love brought this madness,
A death without thy kiss?
For thy touch...

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