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rhenee rose Apr 1
Burning incessantly like a rabid fire,
As I stand and reign in this colossal tower,
With no soulmate in sight, not in any hour.

Though in this land, I am beaming with power,
My words get sharpened like a lethal dagger,
Valiant and rigid, expect me not to cower.

Somehow, somewhere, a shadow drew closer,
I thought to myself, what a daring wanderer!
And then welcomed him with a raging saber.

Day after day, ambushed him into crossfires,
My traps and theatricals never seem to expire;
Yet despite all these, he just found me lovelier.  

With him, I have learned to enjoy the flowers,
For he filled me with such devotion and desire;
The kind of love to cherish and admire.
Drunken pirates sloshing along
a martini sea, looking for papers to roll some angelfish ****.

Then on to Giza to gaze in amazement before we tackle
the Gates of Hell and raze it.

Swashbuckling demons we branded our feet. A duel with
the devil we had to concede
before sailing back up to our Martini sea.
Another poem written to complement a torch painting.
KathleenAMaloney May 2016
Can Opener
For The Night Sky
Ripped Open
Never to Return
Otherwise

A Listening
So Beautiful
That a Hearts Piano
Was made just to Hear it
And it is this Very Thing
That has
crafted. Doors
Is a House
That was not there yesterday
Rather
Built for thee
From
Before
All
Time

Chains on the Earth
Dismantled
Dissolved
Planet of the Apes
Of a Priestly Class
Made from Greed
Torched
ETERNITY
Burnt Clean
By a Fire
From
Within
ABOVE
Whoops.. Felt the influence.. But wrote when tired a bit.. And gathered words from strong poets minds .. Your power
My apology..

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