Pentagrams Poems - Poems about Pentagrams

...Dog, a man's bestfriend. Hellhounds, they are. My spirit, you cannot bend. I will not be your burning star. Chaos, wicked and sneering. The physical and the unseen world. For everything is fe......

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...Somehow it seems the poems do not pass muster The words a swirling dance that will not cluster They deem themselves alone to be the fulcrum That lets the lever lift them from the hum-drum And m......

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...Prime numbers are my favorite digits Weird digits no method to date finds-them all 6n+1 is prime, n is non-real number Primes are like sands on a beach, infinite Blest threes in math thru rel......

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... In the purple shadows of the black's monoliths, where an ancient echo calls forth, at the blurry forge of "Ralkon Dis", a salient dragon from mystery's petra cliffs drifts you off to a f......

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...There are sacks of rotten rattle snakes. In a pit made of acidic hearts and coal flakes. Bloody stumps where there once were trees of reasoning. Pin worms have crawled from asses and into their b......

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...She had cats she had a top-floor flat in the south of London where there are breathable spaces. The cats claimed their own spaces and guarded every inch of them. She was a practicing witch ......

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...Grimlocke was given a soccer ball as a gift, Though he didn't know what to do with it. He is an Oracle so crystal would have been prefered, But the stitched pentagons are like pentagrams of which ......

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...Happy Halloween Ghosts Ghouls Goblins Spirits Wines Pumpkins and their spices Jackolaterns and their flickering candles lights Scarecrows Spiders and their webs Skulls Bats Rats Black ......

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...Walking down the alley behind the buildings on Royal street the Mandevilla and Jasmine vines line the sidewalk calming my stressed nerves. The sweet fragrance of the flowers intoxicating my senses. ......

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...He was a writer, a fighter, an old-timer word rhymer Always thought free verse was asinine He was the queerest, the dearest, the tear in your beer-est and he was one Tolkien over the line He wa......

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...Heaven's angels sing in euphoric harmony, greeted by a passionate rhymer, and we, the geeks left behind, inspired by this poet brother (inclined to speak his mind) are more alive thanks to hi......

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...No use pretending to stars that seek They seem to know where genius sleeps I hear the sound, but not of harps. Instead the angels play guitar, I hear them tap their feet to rock, and shake t......

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...Ghost knight, playing Tolkienesque chords over common, white noise, I still hear you, cosmic brother, strumming the songs of pentagrams from your optical guitar, like that scene......

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...Her devilish eyes beat at me taking flesh with every blow,her rendered heart beat sounds like tribal drum rolls an her skin drips venom from its pores , I find myself helpless and paralyzed , e......

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...carved cruicifixes, slashed n’ sliced stars of david, chiseled taijitus, hacked stars n’ crescents cleaved christs dissected n’ shaped buddhas, engraved menorahs chipped n’ etched away Confucius tr......

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