Scythes Poems - Poems about Scythes

...When young, stay in the heat of the foam where strange things -pyrite and miracles roll Old age is for picking out supple blue pools counting blessings and mincing what's left of the fool- The ......

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...From the chthonic chasm, I materialize in sarcophagus Spectral filaments of the netherworld Spiral in a maelstrom around my silhouette Osseous structures fracture contort I ascend from the fecund......

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...An abattoir, a hymn of scythes severing flesh, is sung mellifluously by a siren with onyx scales. Bubbles in the twilight abyssal depths, a symphonic orchestra of eels gavotte. Orbs watch at these pr......

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...Sunlight glints off polished silver A river reflects in its face Water tinted a reddish hue Sweeps along the scythes base But iron and silver do not meet Until the blade swings toward a rock Th......

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...We were careful as we entered the dark barn. There are always hoes, rakes, and scythes lying around. You do not want to step on something that means stitches. I had done that before. What is gr......

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...Sky filters through scant woods printing a cold sunlight on shadowed tree trunks. Only December has this light, it both scours and forages, it scythes away all heaped-up flotsam. A December wi......

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..."A melody whispers through the trees in the Autumnal season. A colorful song, a sing along, and nature's beauty is the reason." ~ by ......

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...Lorca Translations III Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War an......

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...Lorca Translations II Canción del jinete (“Song of the Rider”) by Federico Garcia Lorca translation by Michael R. Burch Cordoba. Distant and lone. Black pony, big moon, olives in my saddleb......

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...NOT incarnated in an unlight inside this Great Hookworm's duotoroidal traumedy- NOR feverously skeined 'tween the Void's warp-weft over timeleft psukhai shivering- NIL latency in thoughtfoam fr......

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...It is too cold for bat flights around the moon but I take the trip anyway, the jar of moonshine was crazy strong. When this year topples into the next, time will find me in a crowded stadium m......

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...It wasn't like a dream It was rather a scream There wasn't any peaceful floating Or victorious taunt and gloating It was frightening and scary and red all over Damocles dangling as the scythes h......

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...Coloured Putin Shoot her full of rainbows Scythes from heaven Souls down in Hell Hundred thousand dead Mamushka I miss you Our Leader sent us there Not an Odessa holiday Opposite of that mama......

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...Those that shove past you, glare and scatter, That drive the scares, in your wits and slither, That smile and stare, at things you did master, And then them that you will, lose and move, Or throu......

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...Along street’s he’s casing, unseen in control Sickles and Scythes, double edged swords One hooks the young, other catches the old And for winding up days, gets a tidy reward Not diamonds ......

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