Death Muse Poems

How Readers would Miss Me...

It has now been one year that he had died, 
What emptiness that he’s no more with us! 
Which, as days...

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Oh my misunderstood muse - 
love and life;
It's not just a hobby -
It's my dream,
but demons in my mind 
     ...

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Beauty Beyond The Sunrise

My muse was reading her favorite book
When spotting her on a grassy nook,
She is one with Mother Nature.

A hooting owl scared me...

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My mind sets in motion, 
words that will come alive.  
Creativity needs to be added, 
then mix imagination with creativity. 

 
Coming alive within...

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Death Of A Snowflake

Irony is not lost on the dying.
As falling snowflakes no two are the same.
Endless monuments to god’s creation.
They are born in winter...

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My vices and my faults are legion
how I hate that cooing pigeon
pooping right outside my door

i cannot sleep for death entices
promises to end my vices
silencing...

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I have watched you love yourself and seen you fight
You find it difficult to fight yourself but you still try 
For the battle against oneself...

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Reflected in the waters of yesterday,
Considering all that has come and gone,
Affections for those who won’t betray…
Whisper through me like a heavy yawn.

Together with the...

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relief is the highest thing to recognize 
to climb the height 
you gotta jump to the bright light 
or
Follow a heck of a line 
saw...

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"Chai Tea, Vanilla: Writing it All"


We are a cauldron
steeped, stewing bitter,
unlike sweet chai tea

boiling 
and bubbling,
our reality, 

is hard
to swallow.

how do we live
with ourselves,
knowing,

we live
complacently?
we...

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"Peace in the Nowhere"

Ghosts remain in this place
they read their words 
marked each day on walls
like prayers, it gives them
peace in the nowhere

someplace relevant to...

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“Dreams Coercing Memory” 

You want cherries jubilee
with a little Krug champagne
but soft custard is just the same
when reality plays its game
by the spoonful
morphine comes 
to...

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(Do you know what’s worth fighting for? 
There’s no point starting this strife. 
I need to get down to the core, 
We both know who’s...

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"Romance in the Time of Crawling"


We wait in hibernation
for the great release 
into a 2nd coming maybe 
a 3rd, a 4th, a 5th
it’s a joyful...

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“The Great Riddle” 

Humanism became a new religion
in a world where romancing gods
at war sanctifying acts of violence

for their own levels of commandments,
became defunct, monotheism...

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