Mystery Poets Poems

WEB OF WORDS

Weaving a wonderful Web of words, 
Of such delicate silken threads, 
Where words are woven and entwined, 
These stories running through our heads....

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Had they left this trail of words
Leading to a shadow
Concealing a mystery
As a challenge
Perhaps
A map-less guide
To an unknown horizon
Peeking over a surprised sunrise
Maybe an invitation
To...

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When your heart 
corresponds 
with your mind,
then, give it a shot,
you write 
back to me

what expressions 
you so badly 
need 
to bleed;

the characterisation 
of letters...

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If God had to write a poem
Being the best divine writer
Ever
This poem
Would have been very simple
No words
No swords
Writing on the parchment
No, this is not a...

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"The Pure in Simplicity"

the love thieves
all in syncronicity
shoot silver kisses 

like bullets

penetrating
the pure 
in simplicity

pretenders 
sit at your table
feast on your losses

never your wins
now...
acrostics..

they swallow,
whole...

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Who can say where it comes from?
Only that it’s there, when least expected,
thought to be rare if not obsolete

One night, the air a swirl of...

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Jesus wrote no poetry but
Jesus inspired thousands of poets
Jesus composed no music but
Jesus inspired thousands of musicians

Socrates taught for forty years
Plato taught for fifty years
Aristotle...

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l want to ask you questions
Though perhaps that is rude
I just want to know more about you
Yet do not want to intrude

From your poetry words
I...

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Reading fun books all day
Renews life with a smile
Romance-tears~mystery
Reading eyes feel heavy
Running book down my lap
Read pages into life
Red hot dreams are in sight...

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I love reading fun books
Life is in the pages
Humor~tears~mystery
Reading eyes feel heavy
Book slips down to my lap
Dreamland I am headed
Pages coming to life...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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Fed but little, I have still written much,
Not bound to some code or a stale cliche.
My poetry springs from organic touch.
How odd - for 'tisn't...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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This is way the flesh ends not in burning or dust
Not in a whimper but a scream
As you see I am an Artiste and such,...

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