Short Cloak And Dagger Poems
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Thunderbolt
With the mystical whiff
Dousing the air
he beckons hurriedly
Enticing the day
into the night
standing tall
he struts into the deed
defying every lurking laws
rummaging cloak and dagger
defiling the hallowed hollows
thus, infuriating the sitting gods
Implying worldly men and women though animalia is a tipper of cunning heroes or perhaps the lie is before this, simple birdhouse moil in the clouds and send free birds like cloak and dagger eagle prowl, and absolve the saints of tired eyes, and let's look into the snowglobe marble in the summer for a festive wintery surprise.
Guns speak the universal language of love
With no cloak and dagger residue left behind
But with bullets fired for better accuracy
Results usually have bad consequences
As if that mattered
Triggers are engaged to end life tragically
Drawn to their own conclusion
In grave compassion to the tomb
That aftermath presumed to be perfection
If only guns could think rationally
As one might assume
When people in positions of power cannot be trusted,
It tells the tale of a corporation in trouble,
because thoughts are not consistent,
most have been incongruent,
setting rules and guidelines and then
renegotiating whenever their whimsical
thinking feels it is fine,
Most of the time the trustees of power
are towing the line,
with their diabolical games of cloak and dagger,
"cutting against each other".
Sadness has overcome me,
fear too.
For all that I know,
I can't tell you.
Secrets abound
and I'm underground.
Cloak and dagger,
faces and facades,
diamonds and pearls,
more than I wished for when I was a girl.
Freedom comes like a windy day
and I miss it when it blows away.
I snatch the light
as it passes by,
looking for happiness
in the gleam of an eye.
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: 2002
"All Rights Reserved"
Fighting for survival far away from home
With my cloak and dagger where the devils roam
Lurking in the darkness that conceals the night
There belong the phantoms well beyond my sight.
All my strength is seeping, bleeding wound is sore
I won’t last much longer, I will hide no more.
Now the wind is howling; let it groan and blow
Lifeless, right beside me, lies my vanquished foe.
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Contest: Diamond Dust, Devil
Sponsor: Skat A
Placing: 3rd