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- Sauve, Une Fois at allpoetry
Maybe I was saved for a while
- The Nightkind at allpoetry
Night's blanket covers the land
And the stars shine, one by one - Empty Glass at allpoetry
Glasses gleam -painfully- in the sunlight
Crushed beer cans on the ground, and - A Church Was Built at allpoetry
Mustard seeds will grow, and spread themselves towards the light
Those golden shafts that shone down on us, illuminated our faces - Practical Qabala at allpoetry
Beautiful talismans, silver and gold
See them glitter by the flickering light of a candle - And Love Said No at allpoetry
A faded wish too long in time was spent
Sitting beneath the shadowed heart - The First Ultimatum at allpoetry
Carved into the flesh, a beautiful array of patterns
Silk-white, the colour of the true punk - [ Long ago, now it seems, it happened ] at allpoetry
Long ago, now it seems, it happened That inner joy came out, and I could feel it - [ Just shut up, because I haven't got time anymore ] at allpoetry
Just shut up, because I haven't got time anymore How many words did you "waste" on me, and why? - Nothing in Particular at allpoetry
An icecube feels nothing. But water, - The Juventas Poem at allpoetry
Sweet Bearer of the Golden Cup Scorned by the Gods, maidservant to them - In Empty Spaces at allpoetry
Whenever you look at me My eyes, my hands, my face, you see - Time Has No Meaning at allpoetry
Oblivious to time Fiona the Ascended - Eyelids at allpoetry
If I feel I close my eyes Within, I know, I can seek - [ In their dreams they are sleeping ] at allpoetry
In their dreams they are sleeping The sweltering heat of the day - [ Callous emotion ] at allpoetry
Callous emotion The draining within me took forever - Town on Saturday at allpoetry
With a gentle hiss like that of a snake Bus doors open, the smell of the streets - Never Let Go at allpoetry
These years have passed Faster than either of us could imagine - Why I Can Go On at allpoetry
Morning echoes, and softly I feel the chill Running down the corridors of my spine - [ Evening light reflected on the walls ] at allpoetry
Evening light reflected on the walls Dust-motes lethargically traverse the air - The First of September at allpoetry
Layers of sand, coughed up by the sea Are strewn along the footpaths - When the Sun Last Set at allpoetry
Wavering haze of heat Like a gauze mesh over the sands - The Pen is Mightier Than the Sword, But My Penknife is Sharp at allpoetry
It's like I wanted to collect something A gentle token, a reminder of the boy I used to be - [ The pointless maze I dragged myself through ] at allpoetry
The pointless maze I dragged myself through Seems to get more complicated with each step - From Whence I Came at allpoetry
Voices at dusk Settle in the dust - Evening City at allpoetry
This thing It's an organism - [ Incense smoke swirls through the air ] at allpoetry
Incense smoke swirls through the air Rich and lilting the smell is inviting - Ode to the Morrigan at allpoetry
It's like a dream Although I'm awake - Lamentations of the Knife Bearer Part IV at allpoetry
It was as swift as it was dark It was brooding - Lamentations of the Knife Bearer Part III at allpoetry
My memory stirs something else up from the grave It's not a ghost of the true kind but its one to me - Lamentations of the Knife Bearer Part II at allpoetry
Such promises I felt they rose within my being Bright-eyed I wandered into the cathedral of your "love" - A Prayer to the Dark Mother at allpoetry
As sweet as the teardrop of a woman / The softness of grazed, stinging flesh / No brighter than the night's sky / Softly singing / Into which my soul / It's memory flings / Forgotten pieces / Lost in that heap - Lamentations of the Knife Bearer Part I at allpoetry
Gentle clouds of solitude line up the morning sky / My eyes searcch the heavens effortlessly above / Golden flocks of birds and rainbows stretching high into the vault / My mind is dizzy and my stomach is sick / Insid - Monster at allpoetry
I can feel bile in my throat as I remember back when / The soft smell of incense, it moved through the night / The serpent coils wound 'round me, I felt them all right / Soft music played in the background and I remembe - Ballad of the Songstress at allpoetry
Metaphors and similes in the pale moonlight / As there she sat that soft August night / Morning dew and rainclouds came overhead / Singing as she sat, the songs of the dead / Over the hills in a faraway land /
