Silver Tongued Poems - Poems about Silver Tongued

... Speak of the devil incarnate to give the devil his due not to play devil's advocate tho' devil-may-care the devil is in the details and while we're there to state so now would be oppo......

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...Who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting? In his tail. In his tongue. Whose tongue? Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell. What, with my tongue in your tail? Nay, come again, Goo......

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...Rats in the cellar, squirrels in the tree, things aren't the same as they used to be. When I left for school with my li'l lunch pail, I didn't expect a penguin to swallow a whale. Such an inj......

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...(after the painting by Vincent Van Gogh) Does she even exist? Doubting her own reality, seeing herself vanishing in undulating undergrowth, fading and merging into summer-scorched scenery. ......

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...[Guitar solo introduction] [Chorus] Oh look at what the cat dragged in, and he looks like the dog worked him over too, and for some reason he thinks he smells like clover, was it whisky or win......

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...I wrap myself in feather-boa-fantasies of his dreams sinuous pinot-grigio-me; X-rated and never sated dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated ...my floorshow our foreplay welcome to the conjuga......

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... A laugh is a soul's explosion of insanity. Knowledge of acknowledgement in vanity. A crazed affinity with deja vu timing. Taboo of thought in neon sil......

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...In your heart, love has always been an elusive, fleeting feeling; and yet, its absence has left a gaping wound in need of healing; a flame that continues to burn. Lust is a concept that ......

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...Our life is as evanescent as the trumpet flower of the morning glory. The merest chapter in the history of mankind’s ever compelling story. Various serendipitous ramblings ultimately contin......

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...Eight bells. Starboard watch. Tightened up another notch. Holy upheaval rages ‘neath a cathedral sky. Losing way as the wind whips up the spray. Stormy tormentors rubbed salt in my one good eye.......

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...I could find my child, who's a butterfly lover, Often bunking school granting many a reason; Knowing her mad love, over the air to hover, I allowed her to continue with no treason... Having de......

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...Happy birthday Kris For the Good Times that I’ve known The hungry years were lean to me Yet you made me feel at home Searching in the darkness For the truth to set me free Lost somewhere in for......

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...Lo, a cyclopean ready to devour; Lo, a silver-tongued serpent hissing while crossing; Lo, a mysterious land full of creatures; Lo, a lupine howling so frightening; Lo a phoenix from oblivion has......

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...today the past is now present jarring brass voices carry weight high-pitched illustrations shutter light from daybreak dawn future tenses refuse reflection engineering a blinding bluff seeki......

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...brass wears a thin veneer warped reflections fractured mirror façade is a snapshot, a picture that lies candied veneer for childlike eyes tricked are the feuding fussing folk conned by canned ......

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