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Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, bereavement, death, longing, magic,

Mega Death

All my friends have..... gone
Underground ....... they rest at my bare feet
Leaves blowing sequestered on this barren earth
Grey skies melodies of wistful sad notes
Lovers too... have died on me
.....underground they lie
The heart is a terrible cavern of loss
Alone, I amble to and fro
Knowing full well
I too have died
Infinite is
Death
My judgment soon to arrive ............underground


Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: death, life, magic,

LIFE V










Life is a land of endless possibilities and only one certainty: Death!








© Demetrios Trifiatis 
      08 August 2019

Poem Details | by Ann Foster |
Categories: cute, december, grave, irony, light, magic, metaphor,

Cockleburs

Cockleburs

Small green weeds, 
with little seed pots, 
that stick to your socks. 

They travel with you, 
to the next place, 
that God wants them to go. 
Not all things are useful, 
but some are to be used. 
This is an explanation, 
regarding green things.

They are the first, 
to break through the snow. 
Dandelions... don't you know. 
One of many, 
every kind, 
sticking up through 
rocks, new vines. 

Bees, 
hungry for spring...
and the newness of life. 
Our King, 
his Presence in everything!

The very large, the incredibly small, 
His Hand is upon it all. 
You and me, 
weeds set free...
living just to see, 
His majesty. 

Poem Details | by Robert Heemstra |
Categories: death, magic,

The Last Escape

Harry Houdini
the greatest escape artist
did not escape death


Poem Details | by Eternal Victor |
Categories: adventure, angel, anger, bible, business, change, creation, culture, death, dedication, dream, education, fear, freedom, future, god, grave, life, magic, memorial day, miracle, mystery, nature, patriotic, peace, people, places, poems, pride, relationship, soldier, spiritual, success, suicide, symbolism, truth, war,

4 - Messenger from the Dead

Alas there is no more confusion,
finally found my last conclusion.
Expect me as if Jesus will return,
from a ghost to a realm of concern.

Your dreams are portals like doors,
welcoming spirits into hasten wars.
Leaving the thoughts without trust,
keeping your fears in much disgust.

And though you sought no consequence,
deeds that confirm a wicked malevolence.
Awaiting in your nightmare of screams,
enjoy what is left amongst your dreams.

Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: angel, beautiful, bereavement, blessing, flower, love, magic,

You are an Angel

I think we are ment 
To be together source of light 
Give me one hour  
of your precious time 

I will give you 
a brand new life 
As this earth changes around 
growing inside our union 

The pathway 
is clear cut diamond 
as you command 
the rising deep ocean waves 

I warmly salted them with spices
As they rise and fall calming ocean breaths 
Softly mesmerised 
loving your beauty 

Turning the wheel 
steering this ship 
blowing in one direction sings 
I hunger your love 

Source of each other 
Can be found a million miles away 
we feast at the alter of purity 
With wings we fly together from the final table

Poem Details | by David Fisher |
Categories: death, horror, magic,

Abra-Cadaver

Drip, drip
Drip, drip
Melts the soiled soul onto
A dusty field of abandon

Fenced in by human limbed pickets
Yanked from the graves
Of broken hearts

Skeletal branched silhouettes
Clatter above the bloodless
Hole in the ground

The Ravens hide in the shadows
The shadows hide behind stone crops
The crops provide bountiful skulls

What is the illusion without a live audience?
Who, or what heard the solemn incantation of
Abra-Cadaver?


Poem Details | by Louis Nathaniel |
Categories: dark, death, magic,

Necromancy

Occult burning flame
Inferno shreds your home
You are the one to blame
Death brings your catacomb.

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: addiction, allusion, angel, anger, art, celebration, confusion, crazy, depression, desire, earth, emotions, fantasy, fear, feelings, freedom, god, grief, health, humanity, humorous, image, imagination, life, loneliness, love, magic, music, nonsense, peace, planet, political, poverty, power, pride, psychological, sound, space, spiritual, stars, stress, suicide, sympathy, teen, usa, wisdom, world,

An Aquarian Exposition

Take the pill
on the hill
and don't be shrill
when you see the rainbow
when you are low.
Just go with the flow
and eat the purple snow.
Chase the rabbits 
through the green field
but use my shield 
to end all of your habits.

Poem Details | by Miche Ulman |
Categories: absence, addiction, birth, change, confusion, dark, death, eulogy, fear, flying, horror, leaving, life, longing, magic, mystery, mythology, pain, self, senses, suicide, voyage,

Charon's obol

In the shadow, behind the tree, 
on the meadow, bend your knee,
down the valley, up the stream, flat bedrock,
hear me scream, bellow the heavens, toward hell,
dark tunnel, wishing well; fellow traveler listen well,
no chance given, could you tell, 
on a knife-edge, head or tail?

Poem Details | by Raven Drake |
Categories: grief, loneliness, magic, philosophy,

Dislocations

 A tooth from a mouth 
 An eye from a socket 
 Plucked in a drought 
 Rot in a pocket 

 An empty space
 Where a throat might have been
 The caul of a face 
 The trace of a chin 

 A clasp and a brace 
 Fold like a grin
 Clot like a cake 
 Grate like a whim

 As ago meets afar 
 In the here and now
 In the crease of a scar
 And the pleats of a brow

 Written by © Raven Drake

Poem Details | by Miche Ulman |
Categories: absence, adventure, betrayal, body, books, change, character, conflict, confusion, courage, creation, culture, dark, death, dream, evil, farewell, freedom, history, imagination, inspiration, life, magic, mirror, murder, mystery, mythology, philosophy, poetry, self, senses, sin, society, symbolism, travel, visionary, wisdom,

Introduction

hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.

angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.

Poem Details | by Matthew Anish |
Categories: death, joy, music, sorrow,

The Magic is Gone Now

My father 
   died 4 years ago 
           He was a 
fine pianist
   and the music of Debussy 
        flowed from his fingers
             The music took
me on a mental 
     journey 
Took me to France and Spain
   in my imagination
Debussy felt the beauty of all of nature 
    well up inside him 
  and expressed in the gorgeous sounds 
he created
    No long will I hear "Moonlight" and "The Sunken Cathedral"
   on my father's Steinway 
Every time I hear those pieces performed 
    I feel a wave of sadness
overcome me 
   Sadness combined with joy and great respect
for the magic of Debussy which I have known 
and which my late father knew how to express in sound
6/1/2014

Poem Details | by Russell Sivey |
Categories: death, evil, halloween, horror, magic, red,

Red Eyed Skeleton

The front seat of my car lies a skeleton Sitting there waiting on me to come inside Red glowing eyes looking like a fire beacon He laughed at me when I saw him, I sure cried All around the car are jack-o-lantern heads So very evil they are the dark undead Powers of these pumpkins brought alive these bones Waiting on me to come, fearfully alone
Russell Sivey

Poem Details | by Carrie White |
Categories: angel, beauty, death, halloween, magic, spiritual, vanity,

Magic Ingredients

Above the Lady's mantle
lay the Angel's trumpet
Fairy wings
on the flower head
& moon dew upon a peacock feather
Belladonna light the candles
unite your brew
& sip from the chalice





(A little poem ((or should I say potion)) for Halloween)

Poem Details | by Blind Pathos |
Categories: death, dream, magic, mystery, night, philosophy, psychological,

Dreaming Life

What magic made dreams Then made life Made everything seem possible Then made life When I wake it’s gone Nothing lasts There alone The dream has past Always the dread That greets the light And a longing again For the magic of night Rendered risen life Curls from the heart The smoke of dreams Where end is start It’s there that I live More truly and whole Where there’s peace For a dreamer’s soul Once the day comes And some day no more A final night comes A dream I implore A dream long and worthy Noble and due A sweet note played To see eternity through

Poem Details | by andy thomson |
Categories: death, evil, life, magic, mystery, spiritual, star,

Demons On A Star

If I place the demons on a star,
And watch how faint their shimmers are,
The lines connecting, one through five,
Should make my dead friends come alive

Poem Details | by Susan Gentry |
Categories: cat, death, magic, myth,

Black Cats



Black
cats at
Halloween
around corners
only shadows seen.
If you spot one
bad luck now
until
spring.
Pluck one
pure white hair
in all-black cat
without being scratched,
find great wealth and
good luck in
life and
love

August 11, 2018

August 12, 2018
Cat Poem Contest
By Tania Kitchin
Seventh Place

Poem Details | by Eternal Victor |
Categories: death, dream, fear, goodbye, grave, hate, magic, peace, religious, romantic, spiritual, suicide, truth, war,

2 - Messenger from the Dead

There is no power in death,
great enough to stop youth.
From what must be done,
souls taken one by one.

If God should stand in the way,
clear the path you will go away.
Should I contend with this power,
no choice it is the devils hour.

When the wicked rule in time,
deception reigning of crime.
There will be a stand instead,
where I gather the vengeful dead.

Amongst in Hell that we cower,
our vengeance will grow louder.
Strong enough in legions,
numbers increasing regions.

Then the wicked will fear,
what is about to come near.
No where near closer to home,
inside Hell's nightmarish tomb.

Poem Details | by Tony Brady |
Categories: courage, death, destiny, fantasy, fate, journey, magic,

A ranting pathfinder

I’ve seen a world where twilight dies,
murdered off by the rising Sun.

But beholden they were so dark at times,
before that day had come.

I’ve seen the wretch with my own eyes,
and even kept at some.

Eventually I realized,
now no wrong is left unwrung.

Still the evil plays at times,
as the songs are always sung.

Last you see deceit and lies,
now know where it comes from.

So here thy words, and heed them well,
to break the spider’s spell.

Or risk to wander a land still lost,
and hope you won’t find Hell.

Poem Details | by jezabella singe |
Categories: magic,

death via unicorn

Through the heart,
Is a magic horn,
Attached to said spear,
Is a unicorn,
Swiftly stabbed,
By a beauty of magic
Not to tell
Of this will be tragic,
I feel my eyes close,
My heart fails to beat,
I lay here lost
At a unicorn's feet

Poem Details | by Alaska Brant |
Categories: death, fun, magic,

Ode to Bow

Imma wrap your coffin with a bow
then we'll see who's a prettier ho'
then we'll find out who's the better *****
and you'll watch out cause I'm also a witch.
Yes, that's right I know magic
be good or i'll let you have it.
Ain't nothin' between black or white
nothin' keepin' you outta my sight.
Where we land, we'll start a fight
and if I learn you've turned on me,
the truth always comes out, you see.
But for today
you are safe
and now we shall part ways.

Poem Details | by CHICANO EDDIE |
Categories: city, conflict, death, god, heart, magic, music,

ON THE AGENDA

"ON THE AGENDA"


tonight
Gould
waits
for
the
Pacific
and
I.
tonight
hell
waits
for 
us
all.
oh what fine music
awaits our descension.


By: Chicano Eddie
752017

Poem Details | by Akinlade Seyifunmi Sky |
Categories: addiction, death, hope, imagery, magic, muse, night,

MY LAST POEM

Last night was my last night
I died in my sleep
I let out a scream
Watching my soul drift away.

Last night was my last night,
I watched the stars flicker.
But as the clouds turned thicker,
I got lost behind the mist.

Last night was my last night.
My bliss got ruffled
By the black owl howls.

Last night was my last night,
I died in my sleep
Death kissed me 'Good Night'.

If last night be my last night
This, was my last poem.

Poem Details | by CHICANO EDDIE |
Categories: art, crazy, death, dedication, deep, life, magic,

BIRTH WASN'T A MISTAKE

"BIRTH WASN'T A MISTAKE"


back on my own.
the way it should be.
the only way it can be.
enough women.
enough whores.
enough bitches.
no food.
hope that pops in and 
out like a jack-in-the-box.
walking the path,
walking my path,
I keep it moving.
I move forward.
I’ve encountered 
obstacles
but I remain unstoppable.
if I’m an army by myself,
this life has made
me so.


By: Chicano Eddie