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Francisco Goya

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

Rejection; Depression

Rejection
a Word
I Know
All too Well,
a Word
That Has Burned a Hole;
Marked my Soul.
Driven me To be a Lone.
Never to Know Home,
to Own Nothing,
But Scars I Can Not Hide;
That Multiply
With Each Passing Day.
They Weigh One After Another;
Suffer.
That Is the Bread I Break,
the Ache
of Never a Praise
or a Raise
to Lift me a Moment
From my Torment.
my Eyes Search
For Why
This Has to Be my Fate
& May Be
I Cry
Just a Little
When I Remember
It Is Too Late,
To Begin a New;
to Bloom.
So I Huddle In my Covers
& Dream Dreams of Death.
For I Have Not the Courage Yet,
to Die;
Sublime
& In my Mind
I Find
Depression At Its Best,
a Laughing Joke,
Another Poke;
That I am Neither a Live or Dead
Just Shambling Through
One More Room
In This Tomb
I Call Life
& I Wonder To my Self
Could This Be a Test;
Then I Smile;
Liar.
Don’t Bother Trying
It Will End
Just Like the Rest.
So Don’t Sit & Fret.
It Can’t Be Met,
Perhaps It’s Time
to Rile Up
the Demons In your Breast;
To Summon Up
All the Angst & Hate
& Serve Them Up a Bitter Plate
Rife With Gun & Knife.
So They May Share
the Loss That Is my Life.
These Are the Things
That Swirl Through my Brain,
That Drive me InSane;
Red,
Raw,
Murder.
Shall I Take your Hand
ForSake This Land
or Am I too Weak,
Another Loss I Think.
Another Rejection
to Add to my List of Depression,
a Debilitating Disease
That Will Have you On your Knees.
Not Good For a Thing
That Is How It Has me
With Out
Hope
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https://theprose.com/post/146018/rejection-depression

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Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres

Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres

Desire II

I Traced
the Valleys
&

Lines
Of your
Tender Thighs
&

With
Smiling Eyes
you Opened
Wide
to Receive
my Sword
the Cries
Of you
&

I
Mounting
For the
Rush
Told me
More Than
Words
That This
Ride
Would Go
For Months
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https://theprose.com/post/54993/desire-ii

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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

you II

Desire,

Will,

Fire;

I Have

Said It

Before.
It Is

What

Drives me

To your

Door.
Wanting More

&

More

you

Pox Riddled

Whore.

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https://theprose.com/post/54829/you-ii

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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

More

you Want More
Kick In Their Door
you Ain’t No Whore

#B27321

https://theprose.com/post/50352/more

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Antonio da Correggio

Antonio da Correggio

Jade

my First
Love
I Would
Like
To Say
a Girl
but
That Is
Just
a Whirl
of Heart
Break
&

Emotion
me
No me
That
Is Not
the Answer
Words
Possibly
They Could
Fill
the Void
I am
Lacking
It’s Been
Hard
Not Gay
This Twisted
Bed
I’ve Made
&
I Don’t
Think
I’ve
Ever
Laid
my Heart
Before
a Door
you See
Jade
Will Suffer
No More
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https://theprose.com/post/47242/jade

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Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres

Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres

Kə-THOO-Loo

Or
Did He.
His Brain
Was a
Whirl
of Action.
How to
Save
the Virgin
Priestess
From
the Great
Cult
of Kə-THOO-Loo.
Stripped Bare
With Only
His Savage
Might;
How to
ReClaim
His Lost
Prize,
30 Talons
of Silver
& Lips
Like Red
Wine …

Any More
&
I Would
Have
to Charge
a Dime
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https://theprose.com/post/46837/k-thoo-loo

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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

140

140 Characters
Is my
Stage
Do not
Rage
About
the Limits
Of
a Page
But
Make
your Words
More
Meaning Full
Sage
I Say
To you
Dismiss
the Cage

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https://theprose.com/post/41081/140

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Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

& She

Like a Mother
Introduced me To Heather
a Runner
of Back Alleys & Clip Joints
All Dark Eyes

& Gin Soaked Thighs
I Let Her Lead me Down That Hall
& Many More
In Love With the Waste

That Became my Life
The Knife
& Impossible Heists
Were the Dreams I Would Cling To
As the Sodden Sheets
Muffled Our Screams
Mad Dogs
Who Bite
Burning Way
To Bright
Mesmerized
By
the Light
Would we
Find
Death
To Night
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https://theprose.com/post/37009/untitled

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Arthur Rackham

Arthur Rackham

Come On
you
Mouthy
Fucks
How Is
Theirs
or yours
More Deserving
of
the Name
Poetry
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https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/17400251-please-vote-for-the-september-2015-goodreads-newsletter-finalists?comment=139451891#comment_139451891

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