Revenants Poems - Poems about Revenants

... Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber, Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number. I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall, The aching w......

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...Horror and dreadful cheers, Forgetting absurdity, Haunted by untold fears. Tango with monsters & ghosts, Guilty Pleasure, thus fits. Revenants; our revered hosts. Dreaming on the dark si......

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...In the old city of St. John's, in the older neighborhoods, there are haunted houses... residences with revenants... apartments with apparitions... even schools with spectres; and there is one ......

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...You’ve heard of the Flying Dutchman, the ghost-ship that travels the seas, there’s countless legends about it, a great deal of variety. Some say it’s just cursed to wander, a result of some an......

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...To Babylon, we came... To watch the rise of Tower The Tower of Cain A fortress of dark n eternal pain Stretching to the vaults of heaven to quite the RAGE of Man to challenge the reign of d......

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...In a world which I birthed at the back of my brain it is neither night nor day beginnings and endings blended in a perpetual purgatory of purple citrus sky simultaneously sunrise and twilight no......

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...New stars are born from those that die as pearly revenants on high to occupy the vaulted sky stelliferous to earthly eye. When Sun shall lose its healing glow that shines upon our world below ......

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...Slaughter amongst the slag heaps Bodies bowed over barb wire Screeching, screaming artillery arching above soon to descend amputating limbs shattering skulls blood and brains splattering stai......

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...harsh reality revenants of slavery reminders removed......

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...I come accustomed to the Providence The perils that be falling me l I come accustomed to my revenants the reality of the colored used I come accustomed to my liberties Constrained conflicted......

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...Like all things related to screwballs and misfits I was born looking for a word inside a clock. Back then, time ticked loudly, clocks ran faster than chipmunks. Young bones were fueled by gr......

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...I. Sol stared down the empty trail before him, looking to see what waited in the dim, the Zander Ranch was the place from the note, they’d written of evils born beyond hope. So Sol approached ......

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...Wrapped in the aromatic blossoms of a modern-farmed orange orchard, a four-room shack in Visalia, California rises above the hard pan and overgrown rose bushes. The once palatial bell tow......

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...Slinger Waiting on the day for the Swallow to transmute the air between this ether and yours patterned after an annual bedsheet and full of a chest swelling with blood and a face ......

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...betroth yourselves to old houses of Charlottenburg let yourselves be mollycoddled by the petrified rain king buy yourselves a shiny armour of a former seraphim call yourselves bourgeois, dear......

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