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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

Some Times

Some Times
Love Thrills
Like Music
Played Upon
your Spine
Some Times
Love Stills
the Pain
&

Hate
In Side
Some Times
Love Heals
the Savage
Soul
we Hide
Some Times
Love Kills
Like
a Shallow
Dive
Some Times
Love
Swills
the Dregs
That No
Body
Else
Can Find
Leaving Us
New Again
Some Times
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Speculum Virginum

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
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William Blake

William Blake

An Offering

Lovely, Lovely, Girl
On the Splattered Floor.
Come To me.
The Nine Hells
Have Pledged To me Thee.
By Altar, Sword, & Seal;
Cross the Gulfs & Voids
of Time’s Mortal Stream.
Seer Guide my Hand;
Fate’s Reel.
The Bargain Struck;
Blood, Strife, & Souls To Steal.
Come Forth,

Before the Sacred Stone I Kneel.
First To Take His Brother’s Life.
First To Covet Another’s Wife;
the UnHoly Bride.
Father Of Our Line.
With Serpent’s Kiss
& Lies Upon my Lips.
Inhabit This Shell
& Once Again This Land
Will Feel Steel
& the Iron Will
Of the Master
Down Below.

Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line

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Laurits Tuxen

Laurits Tuxen

Black
Times
&

Only
the Pen
Could
Save me
From the
Road
of Gun
&

Knife
Like
the Phoenix
Craving
New Life

Would I

Have

What It

Takes

Or Burn

&

Bake

In my

Past Mistakes

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I want Poetry!
Send me your poetry to share!
This is just for fun though.
I want to see you strut your stuff!
It’s not a contest or anything official.
Keep it short, but make it weird!
Add it to this post.
And if you all are cool with it I’ll take the 10 that I like the best and post them on our website.
The contest is open for 12 hours!

N.C. Wyeth

N.C. Wyeth

Fragments

Just

as Animals
Differ
from Land

to Land
So do

Man.
We are

All

men
Though.

Mirrors
Gleam
with

Sights
Unseen.

The Sea
so

Like our

Minds,
Turbulent

at Times.

Ripples
In
the Sea
Memory.

Teeth

&

Talons,
In the

Night.
Forces

of Nature,
In their

Right

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