Recreant Poems - Poems about Recreant

... * This has become a fave genre for me, as I’ve always been fascinated by metamorphosis and introspection of a shadowy nature … I hope you enjoy it. * ~ ruin of me … what was......

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...Clique click clickety-click If you are liked group acceptance is quick Clique click clickety-clack Upset one, knives felt in your back Clique click clickety-clock Whispering messages sent round......

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...The Canal Pollock painted pathways Jagged edged, reaching to infinity Artfully designed In perspective With purple and yellow blotches On the grassy bank. Faeces placed with little tho......

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...Coquets with many I was blind Hoodwinked for many years Exploited all I gave to you Adultry is your mistress Tainted by your selfishness Enveloped in your lies Recreant that you are......

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...I built my pillars My foundations, in sand Thusly, my confidence suffered Anon-and-gone, I struggled to fill the boxes Those blank cubes on the checklist of your needs Oh, I did it, eventu......

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...THE RELUCTANT by Mark Miller © 09/19/2014 We are the living seeming stillness willful we endure Through vows of contempt to never surrender Vacate questions fly by trees terse unknown Retrea......

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...D-evoted servant of God E-arnestly lives by His command; M-issing not the worship I-nside the temple in the land. T-hird of September Sunday, A-n early praise is held; D-evoted servant of ......

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...Lonely village, moonless night Coal’s acrid odor, breath white Meandering highway, the drunkard’s path Clouded mind grasped for excuses from wrath Unaware of the shadows His eyes on th......

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...The elderly, the injured, The deficient, the mentally ill, The sick, the chastened, The weary, the suicidal, The innocent, the broken, The lost, lost, LOST ... You are NOT there with them ... ......

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...My precious jewel, If I may begin with the moral of a wasteland of years that is my deplorable past, having relinquished priceless treasures for fear of opening the chest: Fulfilment ......

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...Lonesome, sustenance impaired, Whispers echoed, undeclared, Overlooked and unprepared, Caught off guard, I thought you cared. Regarded gone, inanimate, Benevolence inadequate, Self destruct, ......

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...second terra,masters of the nether world, black is their art,as crafty smoke curls behind a screen,landscaping scenes,amazing, chemical elements influence our being projecting images,manipulating......

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