April 4, 2018 · 4:28 am
Walter Crane
To be
Sheared
& Shaved
O What
a
we Have
Made
Whats In
a
Social Media
Exchange
As we
Look
In Side
Squeeze you
Dry
Is That
Not
Virtual Rape
–
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March 2, 2018 · 10:30 pm
Caspar David Friedrich
Broken Things
–
Broken Toys
Broken Boys
Things That Just Don’t Have a Home
No Past
No Future
Just the Eternity of a Moment
a Moment In Time
a Moment That Has Made you Blind
That Life Is One Big Lie
A Long Good Bye
to Every Thing you Once Held Dear
That Made you Smile
Made you Tear
a Faded Snap Shot In a Tattered Book
Over & Over you Look
#B27321
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February 9, 2018 · 6:18 am
Conan
Savage
–
Savage
you Call me
Raised From Primordial Slime
Savage
Because I Won’t Betray my Kind
Savage
Because I Stand Before you Sword & Steel
Savage
Because I Break your Bones For Meal
Savage
Better To Be Beast Than Men
Savage
Look Into the Eyes you Kill
Savage
to Stand Alone Upon the Hill
Savage
Is my Will
#B27321
–
Inspired
By the Art
of #Rubus
Because
#Rubus #Rocks
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April 19, 2017 · 8:27 pm
Waterhouse
15
–
15 Words
to Hold
you
In Thrall
Look
All Most
Gone
Now
All
For Non
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May 25, 2016 · 4:21 pm
Joshua Reynolds
Secret
–
I Think
What
Do you
Look Like
my Beauty
my Beast
Why
Do you
Hide
From
the Eyes
Of me
#B27321
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April 27, 2016 · 2:08 am
Waterhouse
Blood Sport
–
If you
Don’t Know
Writing
Is
a Full
Contact
Sport
you Got
aLot
to Learn
Just Look
At
the Wrecks
aLong
the Road
the Price
you Pay
the Heavy
Toll
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March 25, 2016 · 4:07 pm
Lawrence Alma-Tadema
you
–
I Just
Want
To Make
the Pen
Sing
That Is
my Dream
Why Must
you Always
Look Down
On me
a Tortured
Thing
Condemned
To Be
No Help
From Thee
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January 25, 2016 · 8:52 pm
Speculum Virginum
Temptation
Tempted to Eat the Gun
Every Day
That I a Wake
To the Slum
That Is my Life
To End
That Which
Should
Never
Of Begun
A Mistake
That Makes
me Regret
Who I am
Born to Be
Cast a Side
Left to Die
But I Did Not
Nor
the Many Times
I Threw my Life On the Line
to See
If In Side
Was Real or Fake
I Struggled On
Dreaming Of Steel
to End my Twisted Fate
Wait you Say
Before It Is Too Late
Surely It Is Just Testing
a Crucible
to Bake
a Better Man
That Has to Be the Plan
40 Years of Prison & Pain
of Loss & Never a Gain
& Only I to Blame
Puts That Lie to Shame
When the Entertainment Stops
& It’s Just me
& my
Hollow Hollow Heart
a Hole That I Can Not Stop
Nor Look a Way
From
the Empty Spot
That Captivates me
With What I am Not
my Biggest Sin
Thinking
the Singing Pen
Would Save me From my Plate
a Meal Hard to Swill
Full of Bitterness & Hate
Set In Verse
to Be Read
After
They Pull me From the Hearse
the Ink was Thin
Iron For the Win
to Blot a Way the Stain
That Was my Name
From the Book of Eternal Life
This 38 Will Be my Wife
Her Leaden Kiss
Wedded Bliss
& a Sweet Here After
So you Say
What a Play
If Only a Helping Hand Was Offered
#B27321
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December 17, 2015 · 10:21 pm
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
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