Best Cloven Poems

There is a celestial movement in our blood streams. A bird of hope singing in my rib cage. Choking on Holy Ghost ashes, I carry on this journey that is my life. Onward driven. Upon cloven hooves we ran, up the mountain on our sanctified...

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Cloven he sits in his past full of fear
On Salisbury Plains this Hades so near

Tee shaped stones in time gone fall
For fear laden stand they rose so tall

Scratch marks, chisels of a long lost past
Marks of the hoof inscribed to last

This Solstice we know in...

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The graveyard is brighter than usual this night
With snow tinted blue in the full moon’s light
He climbs from his grave for his Halloween walk
But cloven hoof-prints in the snow make him baulk

For right here and now on this All Hallows’ eve
Though October snow he can...

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