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  • Shattered

    by John "JAM" Arthur Miller(for what it's worth) Shatter this illusion until the underlying chaos eruptsLift the fettered hands until freedom’s chains clinkShout the folly of bought and sold infomercialsPummel the drunke…

  • Destiny

    Destiny Bleeding dreams and dancing shadowsSplayed across the rhythm of her breathLonging too sacred to grasp with fleshPenetrating deeper than wounds undressed Sliding down slippery slopes of DesireInto her love sublime…

  • Knight Pain (a poem)

    She licked the abyss with swollen tongue of angstCradling desire until it saturated her soulLonging for release from the one knightWho had come to claim her handDashing in his shining armor andCascading laughter from the…

  • Sun Quench

    Bleed and spill into meLight of the noonday sunChase away these shadowsUntil they come undone Remove the chaste shacklesRigid rules of commonplaceStand high monumental desireQuenching the heavens with fire Until wetness …

  • Goddess Muse

    Goddess Muse Touching the hem of her garmentAs she wafts across night skiesHer silver dress moonbeam spunEternal silence that never comes undone The stars are her audience with delightSilently cheering her on through the…

  • How's this attempt?

    (I tried this the other day, and two things were the only salvagable elements of the poem: "the pen bleeds red on the page; my heart pulses deep with ink." This is what I have so far. I'm workshopping this poem here. Tha…

  • Built on Lies

    Built on Lies You chose to accept meInto your pile of slushMired into the networkOf dark minds turning mush I rose above youSoared for a whileUntil the earth fledSkies stretched for miles I landed in rejectionThe scores …

  • The Epitaph of Thoughts

    Naked in the beauty of a cosmic drop divineSacred like the steaming kiss of lover’s lapse of timePulsing like the shaft of lightning torn from one lone soulDying like the glowing embers of lust’s finger-hole Saturated wi…

  • Maddened Muse

    The words come slowThe muse aglowOf crimson veinAnd tapped champagne A canvas wetAnd summersetOf hues unknownSoft undertone Where does it come?How does it thrum?Like melodiesOf rhapsodies The skies bleed colors never see…

  • Stoopid little Dumb Poem

    While waiting to foget "The Storytellers" enough that I can go back in and do justice for the final edit, I came up with a stupid poem to while the day away. I call it Stoopid Little Dumb Poem and it it sounds like Silly…

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