Preternatural Poems - Poems about Preternatural

...A cocooned cacophony of crickets serenades overgrown fields, drowning out the creaking of rusted cars long since abandoned. Maroon and sable tents blot the dilapidated ground— bloated a......

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...A cocooned cacophony of crickets serenades overgrown fields, drowning out the creaking of rusted cars long since abandoned. Maroon and sable tents blot the dilapidated ground— bloated and we......

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...A pallid night, a void's umbral reign, Emptiness, a phantom, claimed the lane. A dirge of noir, a melancholic strain, Echoes, sepulchral, whispered in the rain. The phantasmal memory, a haunting ......

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...A (starry eyed) burst of creativity... at approximately a painfully early o'clock in the morning give or take an o'clock found yours truly (me) amassing line after line of a poem crazily coal......

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...Richard Mcgeehan Poem Poetic license I employ to match inventive wisdom and witticism regarding (brother in law of mine husband of eldest sister of same) interspersing, initiating, incorpora......

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...Preternatural beauty dense and thickly lush elegantly displayed requiring very little gush A terrarium bottle garden in a growing rush staving deep with vibrancy and gentle hush; A wardian cas......

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...My Halloween party was in full swing. I had gone all out this year and rented an old crumbling, reputed-to-be haunted mansion for the evening's Dionysian festivities, and all the invited guests were ......

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...Polypaths lead neuro-systemically back to Mother/Child original wombed attachment A remarkably warm and wet counterpoint to a sterile anthrosupremacist theory of Original Separating Sin. I......

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...Overcome by a wave of curiosity I decided to try out seriosity For which I'd no particular precocity 'Twas an ill-fated breeze of impetuosity With visions absurd of grandiosity I'd po......

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...As I arise and fresh aspire to seek that which, in men, inspire, with each new light, of each new day, I still by will and night's display, again, have lost my way. I claim that all is lost ......

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... I. O Bacchanalia! O wild Mania, be this crazed ecstasy the touch of God!? To be transported bodes Arcadia: but......

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...I love you lady, singing velvet night sky, singing azure violet wounded woolen stitch. I love your lady quavering haunting cry, intoning shades of purple in fevered pitch. I love you lady, even......

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...powerful piece de resistance precise, provocative, posturing providing plebian pleasure Statuesque as an Amazon woman, Platinum or pewter? She perseveres Prodigious? Preternatural and pivota......

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...Vampire Poetry Pale Though Her Eyes by Michael R. Burch Pale though her eyes, her lips are scarlet from drinking of blood, this child, this harlot born of the night and her heart, of ......

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... The Selfish Knight and His Lady Sixteen pieces for me Allotted the same for you But, it always begins with Me first Unless the 'me' is you... Whereupon, like Alice in her checkerboard......

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