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Wraiths Poems - Poems about Wraiths


Mord Wraiths
Elan's word? Zulu's sword? Heartsichordiums-convulsive-verb "Anabantium", O wraith of mord. So is it, it is for Hilerides-Dales, which green-discourse, Southeast of Wales or some other perch of liaisoned Angeles-porch ? Is one-way with a steep of glades newly born. No sooner have we besmirched. Self. Nostra-damned-us, Astrogalus, Nostragus. Nemean Lion- first-of course; eat us- at these quatrains, like a double edged verse candlelight-consuming...

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Categories: wraiths, abortion, absence, abuse, addiction,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Wraiths Rising
Red tore down footpath heartbeat pulsed, steady and strong wisp of radiance 10/10/2017 Poetry Contest: Halloween Senryu Sponsored by: Laura Loo How Many Syllables 5 7 5...

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Categories: wraiths, fear, halloween, imagery,
Form: Senryu



Premium Member Two Wraiths In a Gust In Between Frames With a Third
Two wraiths in a gust in-between frames with a Third ...was it when i bumped into you last a little put out by the awkwardness something not willed not even by chance who knows an air...

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Categories: wraiths, butterfly, dream, fairy, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Wraiths In the Shade
Like carrion birds awaiting death, Whether perched or circling above; Ruby slippers aren't theirs too partake......

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Categories: wraiths, analogy,
Form: Free verse
The Wraiths Tale
As a young girl Barbara Ann’s thoughts were given to finding a love so true, Then one day she thought that she’d met the man to whom she’d say I do. And so she gave her heart away along with her body and soul, But when the time came for them to wed her heart...

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Categories: wraiths, funny, world, heart, heart,
Form: Light Verse



Portal of Wraiths
I paused on the landing of the wooden Victorian staircase, pondering whether to pick my way back up the portal between the worlds of the living and the dead. In my previous ascension, I found myself frequently looking over my shoulder sensing a demon bent on crossover from its imprisonment using my body as a...

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Categories: wraiths, body, death, heart, life,
Form: Prose

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