Shadow Poems
#shadows
Shadow poems, darkness from light, poems about shadows being cast, dark pockets of the world and fantasy creatures lurking in the shadows. You'll also find atmospheric poetry about nightfall and poems about fascinating or eerie shadows within our natural world.
The Birds
An undulation,
stratospheric
across
the spheres.
A liturgy of energy
Manifested
seemingly-spontaneous
In the modus
Of
Genius.
The genius of all things
Heard
In
The morning
Song
Of birds which sing
stratospheric
across
the spheres.
A liturgy of energy
Manifested
seemingly-spontaneous
In the modus
Of
Genius.
The genius of all things
Heard
In
The morning
Song
Of birds which sing
#shadows
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Epistle #4
Honoria
So dig…
I have been willing my self
into
a transformatory
observatory
An observatory of transformation
I am:
A BDSM poet/god
&
Have an image
to
Uphold
So dig…
I have been willing my self
into
a transformatory
observatory
An observatory of transformation
I am:
A BDSM poet/god
&
Have an image
to
Uphold
#shadows
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Thinking I'm Little Bo Peep
Tasting the needle's Bombay
listening to my mind's dwarf
lusting the India's ink tattoo
"stick n poke end all be gods"
like opium awakening my senses
as staph bacteria drives me mad
thinking I'm Little Bo Peep
stoking the nomenclature
listening to my mind's dwarf
lusting the India's ink tattoo
listening to my mind's dwarf
lusting the India's ink tattoo
"stick n poke end all be gods"
like opium awakening my senses
as staph bacteria drives me mad
thinking I'm Little Bo Peep
stoking the nomenclature
listening to my mind's dwarf
lusting the India's ink tattoo
#shadows
#deception
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A Dew of You
In the name of: You.
I just
Want to make
Every
Pair of panties:
Moist.
Create a pull
Across
The void
By
The hull
Into a realm
Of pleasure
Unparalleled
With
I
At the helm
I just
Want to make
Every
Pair of panties:
Moist.
Create a pull
Across
The void
By
The hull
Into a realm
Of pleasure
Unparalleled
With
I
At the helm
#shadows
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Epistle #3
Honoria
I hope this finds you well, perhaps
preparing for a splendid holiday season.
I have decided to address my epistles to you.
You have no say in the matter.
:ppp
After writing Epistle #2 to you: I started crying.
I guess I was just thinking about you.
So many impressions flooded the mind’s eye.
Although my initial intent was one of playfulness, mostly, :ppp,
I saw how it could be construed as meanness.
It made me cry to be mean to people.
It’s so fucked up. ...
I hope this finds you well, perhaps
preparing for a splendid holiday season.
I have decided to address my epistles to you.
You have no say in the matter.
:ppp
After writing Epistle #2 to you: I started crying.
I guess I was just thinking about you.
So many impressions flooded the mind’s eye.
Although my initial intent was one of playfulness, mostly, :ppp,
I saw how it could be construed as meanness.
It made me cry to be mean to people.
It’s so fucked up. ...
#shadows
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Into White Light
Cold rain
over bones
stained
by
the sun
What is it we become when we became?
Occasionally capturing
a sight
of
a night
swept with maneuvering
lights
Shining bright
Where everything
Goes
In the know
Of
Dark nights/into white light
over bones
stained
by
the sun
What is it we become when we became?
Occasionally capturing
a sight
of
a night
swept with maneuvering
lights
Shining bright
Where everything
Goes
In the know
Of
Dark nights/into white light
#shadows
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Circling
A certain part of the mountain
Water over stones
Where
All tomes
Begin in
The liquidity
Of
A dream
Flowing with a knowing, liquidly
Knowing
The going
of
All things, stopping in jetties & eddies: Circling
Water over stones
Where
All tomes
Begin in
The liquidity
Of
A dream
Flowing with a knowing, liquidly
Knowing
The going
of
All things, stopping in jetties & eddies: Circling
#shadows
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Poetry of Letters
An assortment of strange
& yet you remained
&
I thought: How strange.
This strange
Life
Of a strange
Stranger.
Walking the walk
Of a strange
Talk
Arranged together – In a poetry of letters.
& yet you remained
&
I thought: How strange.
This strange
Life
Of a strange
Stranger.
Walking the walk
Of a strange
Talk
Arranged together – In a poetry of letters.
#shadows
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Ensconced
Wavelengths of warmth
A heart
As
Hearth
Mind-unwinding
Feeling
no
ceilings
Life as a breakthrough
Breaking through
all
that they
do
A heart
As
Hearth
Mind-unwinding
Feeling
no
ceilings
Life as a breakthrough
Breaking through
all
that they
do
#shadows
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Epistle #2
Honoria,
I misspelled your name, earlier. Twas
initially a type-o. I literally-accidentally
misspelled the entirety of your name.
I was told that correctly spelling someone’s
name is a sign of respect. Is
The concept of respect, universal? Even
In this modern age. Things got a bit
twisted up, with the passage of time, most
might agree. I do think you have a beautiful
screen name. It makes me think of
aesthetics, principles, clean artistic architectures.
Also, for some reason: Prep School....
I misspelled your name, earlier. Twas
initially a type-o. I literally-accidentally
misspelled the entirety of your name.
I was told that correctly spelling someone’s
name is a sign of respect. Is
The concept of respect, universal? Even
In this modern age. Things got a bit
twisted up, with the passage of time, most
might agree. I do think you have a beautiful
screen name. It makes me think of
aesthetics, principles, clean artistic architectures.
Also, for some reason: Prep School....
#shadows
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Oracles of Echelons
Vibrational mists over morning marshes
Signs inside of a swirl -
An endless-quest of endlessness
Something: Supreme
Spell-spelled in steam-seemingly: Dream
More than
it
all seems, it sometimes
seems
Sutures
&
Seams:
Islands of nylons
Signs inside of a swirl -
An endless-quest of endlessness
Something: Supreme
Spell-spelled in steam-seemingly: Dream
More than
it
all seems, it sometimes
seems
Sutures
&
Seams:
Islands of nylons
#shadows
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Elegance
Peppermint tint
Starbucks-style
With X-Mass
Twist
Touching the lips
After cooled
Silky-smooth
Grooving-groove
Anticipation of a tree
To present
A
Presence
Of:
Gothic elegance
Starbucks-style
With X-Mass
Twist
Touching the lips
After cooled
Silky-smooth
Grooving-groove
Anticipation of a tree
To present
A
Presence
Of:
Gothic elegance
#shadows
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