Scry Poems - Poems about Scry

...Humours turn acrid near The silent seer. Escaping absentees scamper Further down the hole that holds their likeness Extinguish | fatal obscurant | visions. | fata obscura | ......Read the rest...

... "Peace in the Nowhere" Ghosts remain in this place they read their words marked each day on walls like prayers, it gives them peace in the nowhere someplace relevant ......Read the rest...

...from SELL OUT Nick Armbrister Cry Scry She loves him beyond compare He loves her beyond his eyeballs She moans and complains He swears and bangs about They belong together In Karmic ways......Read the rest...

...Oh ancient light of love how dear how true you are to us When we commemorate Your Blessed Day we all doth know You are the reason for our Yuletide spry; You shine within our hearts with radian......Read the rest...

... "Sick Art" I walk the streets still and quiet I do not lie I do not betray what the heart belies pickled kidneys I am a ghost of my for......Read the rest...

... “fantôme du noir chevalier” whither doth thee cometh from? Strange voice that I see Coldness of ire burns the skin beneath sheets paper white guise black ink heart ......Read the rest...

...I am aware How the stars shine in her eyes, Like pools of black waters for a mage to scry. How the wind blows softly when- She, in her graceful darkness Raised her arms to the heavens Casting......Read the rest...

...I hear the music of the night, and as the angels begin to sigh the last ribbons of light fall loose across my path God , vigilant illusionist of all times as you scry the moon for me tonight......Read the rest...

...Monotetra Fortunes arise ‘neath gypsy skies, when that campfire smoke you espy, come on by and get a surprise; ‘neath lunar light, ‘neath lunar light. As moonlight creeps from clo......Read the rest...

...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1R8nJSe8Jb0 A speck on the glass a reflection of someone I knew once ago when the world was still and so brand new I was a chit of the future tilting he......Read the rest...

...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmZ2S7jRFXY At the edge of the moon there is a sigh that waits for you its been placed there by the longings of my very soul as the mem......Read the rest...

...Vampires by Michael R. Burch Vampires are such fragile creatures; we fear the dark, but the light destroys them... sunlight, or a stake, or a cross—such common things. Still, late at night, wh......Read the rest...

...Vampire Poetry Pale Though Her Eyes by Michael R. Burch Pale though her eyes, her lips are scarlet from drinking of blood, this child, this harlot born of the night and her heart, of ......Read the rest...

... "50 Words for Poe: Sibylline" Hush your mind In ancient Persia Her sands drift through your divination hands Through Her dark mirror......Read the rest...

... “Soul Cry” Yeezy you da best Not ice cold soulless You gotta big heart Wanna be next U.S. Pres' You now swingin' with da rest with your delusional pal That Humpty Dumpty ......Read the rest...