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History lost? by poetMacabre History lost? :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 2 0
Literature
Companion, the Cold
Captive courses, emboldened hue,
Crimson,
Callously complacent as it
Congeals and
Coagulates;
Compressed and
Contracted,
Carried in
Compulsion, spared no
Candor, it
Crafts no convolution, yet
Cynical, the carrier, believes guile of
Contrived consolidation, and granted no
Consolation in the wake of the rivers flowed, the
Character who
Captivates
Contrives less than a dam, and
Cuts the courses dry.
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Tuatha De Dannan by poetMacabre Tuatha De Dannan :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 2 4 Alas, Poor Yorik (II) by poetMacabre Alas, Poor Yorik (II) :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 3 1 Ignorance is Bliss? by poetMacabre Ignorance is Bliss? :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 3 0
Literature
New Year
Lo! That found, I,
What was sought,-
Bereft the malice of pitiful thought,
Revered, yet besot
As exactly found was begot,
Not in the sound
Of safe that is taught,
Nor of malevolence thus caught
In the wake, then forgot-
No! No more is it found
Than the breath of me naught,
Robbed and thus forgot!
But the bliss found,
Opulent, encrowned;
A haggard birthright endowed,
At first idle, a hush, whispered sound
To which many mortal fitfully, fearfully frowned,
Tearfully frowned,
Where isolation is wrought,
And the vital have soon found...
Entrenched
Amidst a morbid floral stench
From which somber lips are only quenched
And greed futilely drenched,
Dutifully found
Yet purposely forgot;
One day you will rot
In a hole in the ground.
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fallen soldier by poetMacabre fallen soldier :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 7 0 music held captive by poetMacabre music held captive :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 2 0
Literature
shallow stone
Subtle the welts form; fallen tears upon the pages torn
where written visions crowd the blank
and unread, it cannot thank
The Writer
who sleeps beside
And preys the wraith; haggard praises belittle faith
as though written, visions torn encourage blank
an unceasing mass will never thank
The Writer
now undignified
For easy views now show; a shared beacon, fake, now glows
as unwritten, the beacon renders minds blank
for the glow, like flies, they thank
and The Writer
nearly crucified
And a dirge in shallow stone; though en masse, all are alone
written words glow, and fade to blank
a long lost past no one will thank
and The Writers
all have died
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Literature
Illusions from nuclear winter
    Sweetly risen from slumber's ides,
The dew of morn, the Vernal tides,
Early heaved as breaths,
rapt, as born from an awakening bossom;
Avian canticles hung as wreaths
as their flight takes forth from wooden chasm
and weave-ed cots amidst her branches,
Enticing primal warmth to scare winter's blanches.
Once rang the whistled frigid gloom,
And now, to replace, fervid, feverish bloom
and refrain
once they sang,-
thickly had hung within previous Solstice fever,
Crescendos slow into delight's leisure,
teasing the heart from gelid pang,
as one yearns for amity's pleasure.
Incipient blossom, bejeweled in releived tears
with burgeoning hues dispelling rimey fears-
All in callow form, renewed from cryonic hull
now chorus in Her supple hall;
bairn all in short respite in the lull
of gossamer streams, from azure, fall-
The maiden green longs and quiver;
The incubus within the stag shivers.
Auspicious yawns awake the morn,
and gently graced, the Spring is born.
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Rome by poetMacabre Rome :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 3 0 opera is dying by poetMacabre opera is dying :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 1 0
Mature content
Why in the hell did my little brother join the war :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 1 1
Mature content
nature is cheeky. :iconpoetmacabre:poetMacabre 1 0
Literature
go get 'em, Tiger.
Hungry, the eyes of a hunter,
Glowering between her shrouded disguise-
Hidden in cover the foliage supplies.
Hunger, the pangs remorselessly shutter,
And slowly, she wanders her ravenous eyes...
Proweling long, she stalks in the night,
Alone in shadow, deft in moonlight.
Though heavy her might-
She weakens and quakes in the dead of the night.
Escapes not a howl nor growel or sigh,-
Not the pains of a lonely one's mutter.
She is the shroud till morning is nigh,
The one to ensnare an innocent cry;
Hungry, the eyes of a hunter.
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Literature
wishing is a bad habit, you know.
Somber is the wonderer,
somber in the curious heart, grown fonder
of perceived devotion in the beholder’s eye;
Somber as the wonderer wanders,
somber as all dreams asunder
glisten, luminous in the star bejeweled sky.
Nothing held more fonder,
So opulent in wonder,
Richly, vastly wondrous, The dreams the wonderer scries
In the opalescent ephemera of promise in the wonderer’s eye.
And slowly creeps the shy,
Lethal, lithe, cry of somber drawing nigh,
Sly, yet sudden, ne’er a gasp or sigh decry
The creeping mourn drawn nigh.
And gaze, affixed,
Beholden, transfixed, the wonderer
to the dream of hope to plunder
as somber begets the wonder
of the wonderer defied.
And Lost, the breath is taken,
The living is forsaken
For a wonder, contorted, faken…
Wonder, wonderer, as your nails grow longer,
Your doubt growing stronger,
Your hope, as you ponder,
Glistening in your glazed eye;
With time, dreams less fonder,
Replaces all the wonder,
And surely, stopped in ponder,
Your l
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History lost?
Doomed to repeat, when you hide in lies, and deceive your people, you will be lost. The truth of the hatred and offenses against humanity by you hands and orders with over shadow any façade of “legacy” you bastards perceive you have. Your mortality will catch up with you just like the rest of us. (Watercolor, fountain pen, gel pen, ballpoint pen, charcoal, dry pastels, blood)
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Who gave the kid a magnifying glass, and, while I’m at it, where the hell can I hide? /jadedAF/


Personal Quote: Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality. EAP
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slicerer11 Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2016
Thank's for the fav !
I like your drawing style ^^
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HasBe Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Glad you like the new paintings. Finally got past the block and it's so good to be at it again 😊
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FlightlessAlbatross Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2015
Many thanks, my dear
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slicerer11 Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2015
Thx for the fav..... What you made looks like the happiness things I ever seen....
Thank's again for the fav
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tiamat9 Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2015
I appreciate the favorite. Thank you.
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