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My poetry by hooves and horns, by flesh and fur, through dance and song, through love and lust, with wine and revelry, with songs and devotion, we praise you pan, a god of love and lust, song and dance, joy and laughter, hedonism in flesh and soul, we thank
my venom - poem
#6 of poetry collection poem no. 6 your lips taste of poison but your words sound so sweet you are my venom snake so sink me with your teeth tear into my flesh and let me feel you deep bite me hard and let me feel you drain into my blood and
The Search
#1 of poetry 2016 the first of many, to arise, to all the people's, great surprise.
Poem #14: Sorrow
#14 of poetry a self-explanatory haiku. _sorrow_ nature unrested the sun, stars and clouds, windfall, rainfall, cries. ~bhscorch [!
Fool
#10 of poetry as seen in my writers blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/05/24/days-off-and-coping-mechanisms/ _ **fool** _ _my heart a void, my body a shell_ _pointless it is to refill my soul._ _slinking into the shadows, hands sheathed in blood
Loving longingly
#1 of poetry i long to find love i wish to find love could you be the one for me can you make me feel so happy could you and i be made to be maybe this is destiny can i make you happy could i be the one for you can i love you can you love
Poetry quick write: Thoughts of Night
#2 of poetry and poems a writing prompt response: my mind at night. my mind during the night is open free to explore and wonder.
Brevity of Fire
#10 of poetry uploading old poems. please provide feedback, as i hope to continue editing and making these acceptable for publication. what burned with passion's flare has fallen to despair.
Poem #4: Music
#4 of poetry a poem about the beauty of music. _music_ music makes life enjoyable all of the strife disposable harmonious sound exhilarating limits unbound invigorating ~bhscorch [!
Four Companions
#2 of poetry my four guides through life in haiku. **the loon** an unknown swimmer, bird of the deep summer lake, mournful haunting call. **the hawk** a patient hunter, spread wings soaring high above, deadly piercing call.
perfume - poem
#7 of poetry collection poem no. 7 oh what have we become you and me were together once so happy and young have you ever lost something so precious that could never be replaced but only to be found years later, when its value has gone to waste now all
Eternal Pit
#12 of poetry as seen in my writer's blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/05/26/saturday-one-day-left/ **_eternal pit_** _these words that swirl about my head_ _and haunt my thoughts while in bed_ _bleed my soul within this scrawl_ _and scream