Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Macbeth – Gedankenwächter Spectral Insomnia

I Hear your Call

From the Grave

 

VengeFull Slave

 

O’How you Rave

 

Turning Colors

to Grey

#B27321

 

#Dark #Poetry

Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Waterhouse

I Reach Out my Hand

& you Just Turn aWay

Tell me Again

About the American Way

#Truth & #Freedom

Does It Taste the Same

Turning your Head

Just Fills my Grave

Little Ewes

Are you Going to Behave

& Become True Cowards

This Very Day 

–

you Talk

All This #Shit

I’m Calling It

#FreeAssange

#B27321

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https://twitter.com/B27321/status/1025793181466746880

Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Friedrich Nerly

@Schwarzenegger

& #JasonMomoa

you Can

Make #Money

On the

#Name

but Can’t

#Help

His #Grave

–

you Need

to #ComeBack

& Do

a #BetterJob

Use #SavageSword

as a

#StoryBoard

–

#B27321

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https://twitter.com/B27321/status/891083005741203457

Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Waterhouse

Aye Fucker
–
I am
the Mistake
you Made
to Ride
you
to your
Grave
–
xx

#B27321

–

https://api.theprose.com/post/196453

Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

How the World Fell

–

They Said It Was an Invisible Planet,
They Were Wrong;
Dead Wrong.
It Was a Second Moon,
a Hellish Moon
to come Ripping Past;
Causing Cataclysmic Damage
& Eclipsing our Sun.
That Orb,
Like a Red Eye;
All Ways Watching,
Like a Scarlet Stain
At the Center of Our Sun;
Blocking a Quarter of It’s Light
& Giving Things a Crimson Cast.
Those That Did Not Die
When the Anarchy Hit,
Soon Perished
In the Floods & Famine
As Continents Took New Shapes
& the Food
& LiveStock
were Radically Changed
& Diminished.
For Food Did Not Grow Like It Once Did
& Animals Behaved Differently,
Confused,
Angry;
Much Like we Did,
but One Thing Did Do Well,
Rats,
Rats the Size of Large Dogs.
Hideous Pale Things
That Crawled From Their Holes
In the Night
& Ran Across
the Twisted Landscape
Bringing Death
& Disease.
Imagine If you Will
a Ruined Grave Yard
Where the Remnants of Humanity
Huddle
& Hide,
Ruled by Cadaverous Rats
Under a Pale Red Light.
That Is my Hell,
How the World Fell.
#B27321

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https://api.theprose.com/post/185244/how-the-world-fell

Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

Silent Reign

–

Silence

How

It

Reigns

a Rain

of Pain

to Cut

Furrows

In

the Hardest

Heart

the Stain

Of

the Grave

Holding Us

a Part

Putrid Flesh

That

Will Never

Heat

With Love

Again

Coffin Wood

Is Now

your Bed

my Dear

&

my Words

I Fear

you

Will Never

Hear

Just

the EndLess

Wait

to Join

your Side

the Reply

To you

& I

Never Separate

#B27321

 –

https://api.theprose.com/post/180177/silent-reign

Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Arthur Rackham

the Loneliness

&

Helplessness

of Grey

Walls

&

Locked Bars,

of Master

&

Slave

&

the Thoughts

That Remain

–

Their Voices

Sang

Like

the Grave,

Spiral Down

the Abyss;

Justice’s Kiss

#B27321

Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

A Cacophony
of Shadows,
&

All
I Feel
Is Fear.
As I
Look
In to
Those Eyes,
Those Eyes
of
a Seer.
Cards UnFold,
Marking me
For Death;
Both
Dark
&

Bold,
That Grimm
Jester
Holds me
In His
Hand.
What Ever
you Do
Don’t
Go Home.
It’s
the Grave.
That Evil
Place;
Leave
your Dead
UnMourned;
Showing me
the Door,
Refusing Pay;
She Says
Never More.
#B27321

–

https://theprose.com/post/34960/untitled

Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Caspar David Friedrich

Mist Grips
the Forest
Like
a Skeletal
Hand
Swirling
Fragments
Of
the Past
All
the Death
&
Dead
That Have
Made me
This Man
the Last
Of
a Clan
Red
Reckoning
This
I Will
Have
Before
the Grave
Closes
These Eyes
#B27321 

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https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1442843-who-loves-drabbles-100-word-stories?comment=138939355&page=5#comment_138939355