October 25, 2018 · 4:54 pm
Thomas Cole
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October 14, 2018 · 6:47 pm
Gustave Dore
Dragons
of Krynn
Wurm’s
of Sin
the Dark Queen’s
Sordid Git
Stars Fall
Constellations Worth
to Fight & Die
& Then Transport
This World Dies
Rebirth
the Struggle Continues
For the Just
For We Are All Flawed
& Chaos Must
Fall Before
a Kender’s Lust
the Child
That Never Dies
Still Lives
Behind Our Eyes
the Twinkle
of Mischief
What’s Behind
the Next Sun Rise
( the Jewel That Cried )
#B27321
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February 11, 2018 · 8:43 pm
Howard Pyle
Fire Side Rhyme
–
Chest to Chest
Is the Contest
As I Bend your Neck Back
Further Than It Can Stretch
my Fingers Clench
Leaving Crimson Welts
Spittle Flecks
As your Blackened Tongue
Signifies a Job Well Done
& the Fear In your Eyes
As the Light In you Dies
Will Keep me Warm All Winter Long
As I Replay your Death
Again & Again
#B27321
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April 2, 2016 · 6:54 pm
Arthur Rackham
Luck
–
Luck
a Lady
All Ways
Easy
On
the Eyes
Luck
a Lady
As I
Slip
Between
Those Thighs
Luck
a Lady
As I
Listen
To Her
Cries
Luck
a Lady
As Every
One
Else Dies
&
That
Is How
I Fared
How I
Escaped
the Electric
Chair
How I
Dared
With Out
Even
a Care
As She
Rode
By my
Side
She
Of the
45 Caliber
Kind
#B27321
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