Sorry Myth Poems

IV.
An awkward silence fell on them,
Reg felt bad, and looked at his feet,
“I didn’t mean to pry,”he said.
she laughed and said, “Don’t look so meek.

“There’s...

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When death, like silence 
Creeps into or sleepy lives

We feel the moorings untie 
The threads that tangle our lives

We feel the currents of emotion upend...

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I
All sorts of fears
A place of tears 
And all these years
I thought these letters
Strung together for a collector?
No, far from such 
C O I M...

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Let us live like 
          it is the last day 
     ...

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Oh hello there! Again!
Aah! 
Yes!
You there!

Such lovely young pretty plaything, a female?
I presume?

With the beautiful expensive suit!
I am just seeing you there like a dream...

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watch the heavenly forms fall 
a body in motion a remains in devotion 
how odd, held in time 

in the shafts of light sliced though...

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Here I sit...
Behind steering wheel.
My back is numb
My head reels.
Cars pass me left and right
Ribbons of crimson taillights 
Leave traces behind my eye
Deep in my...

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Sitting under the willow tree
on a hot and gray day 
just passing the evening away 
delicate sounds of thunder 
rumble far far away
watching the winds...

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1.
Highest frigid mount
For a private, odd god walks
betrayed by the ghost

2.
Frosty timberland
A female, great Panther swims
in spite of the frost

3.
A snowy autumn
when a wooden, tall...

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Well! Damned Nation…
Oh. Hey! You there!
You are in a rush, 
I see.
Can you point me to the holly-caust?
Where the burn of sulfur flares? 
Ah yessss,...

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Here's the deal, folks...
   This is the 1st THIRD of this quite lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had...

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This is, obviously, the 2nd THIRD of this lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 3 parts....

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Going on land with legs and heels
Be with humans in the world with heal
See the sunrise and evening sky shade
Is just a dream to me,...

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I have this burning desire
To find old mate
I want to sit
And chat with him
Under a Gum and setting sun
About what has come
And what has passed
Times...

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Snorting, snarling, spewing, glowing
phosphors from its flaring, hairy nostrils
the Truesoarius is a mythic dragon
that stalks and lurks in lore.
Never cowering in a cave,
ready to rise...

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