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Denver Reese Poem
Ships sail and cities burn
A conquering nation
Spilling ashes in an urn.
Legs kneel and hands pray
A conquering faith
Forgiving sins every day.
Arms embrace and lips touch
A conquering love
Delivering heartbreak in its clutch.
Ground shakes and boulders roll
A conquering Earth
Reminding us who’s truly in control.
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2011
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Denver Reese Poem
Parallel to the sky,
I ask.
Waiting for an answer,
I wake with no reply.
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2011
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Denver Reese Poem
Distracting my skin from the icy mist,
The horn booms in the distance.
The black horizon glows,
The moon reflected from our grave.
Misty white threatens to consume us,
Feet slip and rope drag against the deck,
Their voices grow louder as
Waterfalls of rain pour into the ocean,
My stomach grows as cold as the rocky face before us,
They hold on for hope and I let go,
Too late to turn back, I welcome the mist,
And all hands are lost.
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2012
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Denver Reese Poem
Quietly, she lies at the bottom.
The stairs curve, and
No one saw.
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2011
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Denver Reese Poem
I wish that I could hold you.
I remember how it felt.
But I’m so far away now
And I wish that I could help.
I love to listen to your voice,
But I wince at all your tears.
I want to take you away
And destroy all your fears.
I know it seems insane
And you may not want to go,
But, baby, I can promise you
There’s more to this than you know.
There’s nothing for you there.
I wish that you could see
A life that’ll make you happy
Is waiting here with me.
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2011
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Denver Reese Poem
Roots below gripping tight,
Hidden from view.
Branches with dead leaves.
Of course,
You like them
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Denver Reese Poem
A witch is a witch, which cannot be switched,
No change can arrange, forever stay strange.
All lies to the eyes, empty dark skies,
Don’t trust, it will rust and end in disgust.
A disease that will please, fill happiness with ease,
Look past just as fast as you are looked past.
Those lips sink ships, sending hearts to the crypt,
I find that you’re blind, no time left to unwind.
A lyre sung by fire, no begging so dire,
You feel what’s not real, use blood as your seal.
You deny, yet cry, just leave it there to die,
Stones and sticks, there’s a wizard in the mix.
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2011
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Inching from the cradled arms,
Careful not to wake the boy,
The knight begins his watch
His sword and shield deployed.
The defender of dreams,
And protector of the mind.
He shall show no mercy
For nightmares he may find.
The battlefield in darkness,
He waits at the gates of Hell,
For any beast emerge,
Will hear the ringing knell.
But morning shows its face,
And the gates below are closed.
The boy arises safe
With his teddy bear to hold.
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2012
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Denver Reese Poem
I still feel your kiss
Your arms around my waist
The warmth of your skin
And your hair in my face.
I wish I could tell you
I love you one more time,
But I know you don’t want me
And it’s hard to close my mind.
You were the girl of my dreams
Who crept into my life.
I was ready for you to stay
But my love did not suffice.
Such a beautiful face
And a gorgeous mind,
But who was I to think
I’d be the only one you’d find?
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2011
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Denver Reese Poem
Waves of heat splash my face:
Dripping to my chest, my heart burns.
My skin begins to melt
And my hair lights.
My eyes blacken while my lungs fill with ash.
Blood evaporates and nerves spark.
My brain bubbles and expands,
Exploding against my skull.
Muscle and bone, I am myself again.
Copyright © Denver Reese | Year Posted 2011
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