Wake The Dead Poems - Poems about Wake The Dead

...As the dusk journeys to the dawn a crisp breeze awakens the senses light fingers through the heavens and shadows slither away. The day begins as if promised to break night and interrupt dreams......

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... We come from realms beyond your sight, A council bound by cosmic law, To warn you now of endless night, Should mankind fail to mend its flaw. The stars have watched your rise and fall, Your ......

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...The ELECTRIC swerve of her lover's Words. Wooo! Her curves! How Soothing. He loved and amused her. Major Master Lover! Her emotions Were bare. His were BLAZING! HE FLARED! ooh! Sweet my sweet ......

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...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 2 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ London’s streets resembled an al fresco mausoleum They tracked a trail of body parts which led to a......

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...An early morning run across a misty lake comes in, fades out of view with every stroke I take. With pace that ebbs and flows from tunes within my head, I hope the rhythmic rowing will not wake the......

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...She stood there almost unnoticed One component of a musical layer Until her riff came and showed She was a mean saxophone player Her controlled notes lazily flowing Around that club room and b......

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...All As I look back these days, over the years that have gone by... faster than I thought they were moving at the time I was living through them, I find I miss every moment, and long for ......

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...Screaming from his office was loud enough to wake the dead by our trucking company foreman who was livid when he said, “That useless bloody mongrel, that scum of the flamin’ earth, has loaded up a......

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...He stubbed his toe, the elders said. He is howling and wailing to wake the dead. He is not a werewolf, I argued with them. He is a ghost, my little cousin, Clem. He is being ridiculous the uncl......

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...A Stolen Memory A Mirthful Chorus By Sy Roth We surrounded him Asked to let go. She stared at the misshapen face, Unshaven sandpapery skin Eyelids a tabula rasa Fluttery sere skin And......

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...It was my first summer job I didn’t feel quite ready but I tossed all hesitation aside it was time to stretch my wings I felt lucky and tried to measure up as summer camp counselor on this b......

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...I've hurt myself again. I fell in my bedroom den. The world went around , and I let out a sound, That I'm certain could wake the dead. I twisted my leg when I fell, Strained a tendon from wha......

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...we no longer linger we know the cost we no longer dare We know how to care we no longer mourn We bury in a hurry we no longer sleep We rest at the best We no longer greet We wave from a fa......

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...AS IS 26 As I sit by waiting for you to return. My heart loses sight because without the blood my eyes would start to burn. Memories of you gone often bruise my chest. Feelings sinc......

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...These two poems composed to honor this truly great poet, Elinor Wylie.... (1.) Heaven Smiles And Its Light Awaits Icy winds have died, winter fled Hope has sung, Spring has sprung Love an......

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