Short Seethed Poems

Exalt the man if thou give you light
Exclude the stars if thou feign thee night

For doth these whispers kiss thou stars
Alas the dreams whence yours now ours 

Give thy love and free this heart
My words art yours for dreams impart

Elevated worship and too exalted amiss 
My soul seethed aflame for one's sweet kiss...

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Sally snake seethed silently
She’d bitten her tongue and it hurt
Sally slowly sidled in the sand dunes -
Unable to speak but alert
The venom it spread through her body
She hissed and cursed in her head
No antidote for the poison within her
Now alas poor Sally snake lies dead

30th June 2016...

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As venomous as her snakes, 
Don’t let her honeyed words crawl onto you.
Or else you will be bitten to death;
She will tell lies in front of you.
Indescribably at her best manipulating the weak,
Her tyranny never failed to charm me; 
It surged week after week.
Medusa’s cruelty seethed all over the place.
The damned wicked gorgon is resurrected;
She’s one for the ages....

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Darkness filled my soul 
Every time I watched you go 
Knowing not if you felt for me 
The same way I felt for thee. 
Miscommunication and anger seethed 
Not knowing if you still loved me 
You said you loved me, but loved not showed 
Your words said yes, but your actions said no. 
A holiday break, a conversation made 
A light of love renewed showed its ray 
Now as before my love showed bright 
And loved returned made day from night....

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"I'm to blame"
She screamed in her head
"It's all my fault"
She seethed, punching the wall
"It will never be ok"
She cried as the demons raged in her head
"Worry grips me"
She felt as pain tore her heart
"It won't be the same"
She pleaded as her blood boiled
"I can't stop the tears"
She sighed as the whiskey burned her throat
"I hate you!"
She swore as her sanity broke
"I regret everything"
She thought as her body crimpled to the ground...

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Every time she ate asparagus

I knew it.

The place seethed.

Every time a bad dream

Rocked her night.

I kicked just a little.

She wasn’t alone, ya know.

Every time she sang to me

I pressed closer

To the wall to enjoy.

She would respond

And stroke herself.

Myself.

Felt things lowering

Another happy voice

Joined in

But with that light

That whoosh of air.

It all changed.

Harder to second guess now.

But I’ll get it back.

We're buds....

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