Fear Metaphor Poems

  MAGDALENE : JEWEL OF JESUS 


She was the Chosen
a beckoned one
to ignite His speeches 
smooth it with her own
illustrious strength
‘Courage against Odds’
marked her...

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Death knocked on my door
last night but no one was home.
Pity, I might have invited him in or
ask “are you here on business?”
lest it was...

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I stumbled into a village of gold and brick,
The sound of life a chime to the homesick.
There are gardens, a butcher, furnaces,
Whose warmth seems to...

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Hear the way I sound,
a harmonious hum, 
a rhythm that beats with every dream, 
every fear, and every whim. 

My voice, a canvas of emotions,
...

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Dancing with delusions, sparks of hellfire
Course through my lugubrious quill pen.
Distorted words igniting fear,
Anxiety fills crevices,
Encircling, silencing,
Asphyxiating.
Walls closing in,
Compressing.
Hope fades,
Doom.
Dread
Runs cold.
Veins poisoned,
Sanity slips
Unmercifully.
The angels are...

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Crushed.
Dust chokes the air
And encircles the vicinity

Burnt.
Charred and battered.
A blackened stump,
The remains of what once was alive.

Hacked to pieces.
Still, lifeless—
Left to die

Will you still bloom?
Will...

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The cragged moon, a curdled, midnight bloom,
Where veins of frost, dissect a shadowed room.
A galaxy of mold, on lunar stone,
A whispered legend, soft and darkly...

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For Tom's 1984 The Fall of Big Brother

In the dark soil
beneath the weight of stone and silence,
the meek are not mere shadows,
they are tubers,
reaching deep...

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Tonight, the dark sky again
only slept a short while;
no longer eager to cheat
its sun’s awakening joy
over the horizon’s realm;

Bulky white yawning clouds
hovered over the night-shaded
ground...

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Sponsor : Tom Woody 

I CHOOSE TO DWELL IN THE CLOUDS 

I choose to dwell 
among clouds 
for a while
where fleshlessness a 
state of bliss...

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I go to the supermarket
to buy some mangoes. 
I’ve had five coffees
And spent hours on detangling 
computer wires. 

Reciting a poem I remember 
from fourth...

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Instead of isolation
consider oscillation 
Proof positive
is clear to see
It all boils down
to frequency
Which of these words
hits close to home
a metronome or
garden gnome?
Their differentiation 
 ...

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"What is my role?" I asked.
"You are part of the crew," he said, not the captain as I was told.
"But I know maps! I read...

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You bury your only dog beneath a home of desecrated poppies.
Pup frozen from years of neglect, full of ignorance and stained of regret.
You claw at...

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A weir holds back the river 
against the flow of the morning tide 
I wonder how many thoughts,
unspoken, lie behind its barrier-
ponderings of love, turmoil,...

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