poets
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A stranger in a strange land Descend into the lions’ den. Images of Monsters Stare down with blazing eyes At the figure so minuet Amusement rich and long! Despair floods her inner most heart Fear conquers her fragile sanctuary How can she possibly rise above them This mere speck upon the earth? Her existence lasts…
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Molten waves of passion Spinning ladies all in white Bleached bone and arid stone Merciless power without reprieve Cruel petrification Even the air stands still and silent Crystal daggers hang suspended Blanket of white that gives no warmth A delicate point of balance Two robes now fit for wearing One of jewels and one of…
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Flashing sword of boundless light Piercing through the skull of night Life and Death will dance tonight Waltzes timed to thunder’s might Summer’s rose and Winter’s bite Love ascends to greatest height Power and weakness, shadow and bright Vision and blindness both unite The sacred-profane, the passive fight The destitute-rich, the widening sight The ignorant-literate,…
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Novel Update Fellow writers, beware! The publishing world, like all other industries these days, is riddled with con artists. Even if an agency or publisher doesn’t set out to scam writers in the beginning, it often turns into a scam later on. I’ve already received a warning and am on my guard. As I continue…
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Sing me long! Sing me high! Joyous seas! Burning tide! Leave me rolling – Leave me free! Waves of light, rapturous seas! The joyful coming, the joyful going – Racing light and secret black – Always leaving and arriving – Reflection shows you what you lack – Highest light of crescent waning –…
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Healing from the blow of death Ever striving, ever growing All the world in it can rest Rising from the dust beneath us Taller than the highest tree Greater beauty is hard to find. Poetry Copyright © 2017 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All Rights Reserved. Image posted to Universal Souls on Tumblr.…
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A light sits in the labyrinth Of delicate shape and simple mind, Flickering in its endless dance, The gem of eternity fair. Its walls are high, The sky a steel gray – Twist. Turn. Forward. Back. Corners. Curves. A place to rest. A place to hide. A place of joy precedes a place of…
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Hail and fire, winds and dust Tremble before You Depths of oceans, peaks of mountains Submit to You Lions and doves, dragons and men Bow before You Day and evening, evening and day Ruled by You. Evergreen and boxwood, lapis and gold Abundant for You Hymns and legends, poetry and art They praise You Eyes…
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I looked into the largest sea And saw myself looking back at me. I gazed into the ocean deep And saw my body fast asleep. But as I watched the ocean’s tide, I glimpsed a darkness still alive. The challenge drew me to the past, To ugly thoughts revealed at last. I passed through an…
Ena Whiteraven 