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Uninhibited Dreams

The clock strikes twelve, the witching hour.
When demons come into their power.
And succubi tempt honest men
to succumb to evil lust again.

Though honest men are not averse
To dreaming dreams which are perverse.
They dream of forbidden delights
which titillate the appetites.

They would deny indignantly.
But in their dreams they are quite free.
To indulge their fantasies.
They aren’t quite what they claim to be.

Beneath the public mask they wear.
Their inhibitions disappear
When they’re asleep or so it seems
They can enjoy salacious dreams.

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Sonnet: God, Seal My Purified Soul!

God take away the urge to sin from me;
My body’s weary from devils’ assaults;
The devils come to tempt me frequently;
My weakened spirit leads me to more faults!

God, tell me how I can be pure of heart?
I succumb to temptations so often;
I fail to learn the devils’ wily part;
Forgive me Lord: May your anger soften!

World’s sinfulness has grown in leaps and bounds;
Just say the word and my soul shall be healed;
Protect us Lord from Satan’s frantic hounds;
Make pure my heart and let entrance be sealed!

The devils roam the world in search of souls;
The Holy Spirit thwarts their evil roles!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-19-2006
Most lovingly dedicated to Poetess Sandra Fowler,

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poem by John Celes
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Awaiting An Angel (In Tangibly Beautiful Form)

Her voice; the sound an Angel would make, we'd suppose-
Where words are not merely uttered, but an ariose
Amoret without end-when she speaks, she sings;
She is an Angel surely, but we cannot see her wings.

Her eyes; what could one say about these Angel eyes:
The very vessel through which she may mesmerize
Each and all! ? No matter of resistance will ever suffice-
All shall succumb to the allure of her Empyrean entice.

She is as the ethereal wind, here for a time, then gone-
But not she-she is still here with you, as resplendent reverie,
Whether awake or asleep-at noon, or even when dawn
Breaks upon a brand new day; you are never alone-every
Aspect of her essence remains, as she is the mate for your soul;
All you lack is her-in tangibly beautiful form, to finally feel whole!

poem by Maurice Harris
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Please Do Not Be Another Poet Biting The Dust

please
do not be one of those poets biting the dust
this is not an arid land
a desert
this is a paradise, a place where rivers from our hearts flow
where we like to hear birds singing
where clouds drift like our freedom to be where we want to be
please
do not succumb to the call of popularity
there is nothing there but an empty bag
a wind in our heads
please
write because you want to
not because you want to be read
but because you want to sing to the gods
because you have an offering
to the altar of the divine
without expecting anything in return

look at the bird flying in the skies

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On Loneliness

How can anyone be lonely
With so many people on this planet
Who would love a kind word
From someone like you?

How can anyone be lonely
When there are people who could use your help
Elderly people wanting a visitor
Or a little child needing just a smile from you?

How can anyone be lonely
When volunteers are needed daily
To help out at hospitals, rehabs, schools
Or animals who want “you” to pet them or take them on a walk?

How can anyone be lonely
When they really think about
All they truly have to be grateful for
And all the things there really are to do to
Not be lonely?

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poem by Connie Webb
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Hello Silver Friend

A knife is a nonjudgmental friend.
A friend that I could always turn to in need.
Its welcoming shine, its sharp edge teases me, begs me
It whines begging on its handle 'Use me! Use me! I can take all your pain away! '
'I don't judge you; you can be yourself around me always.'
I want to succumb and allow my over welling emotions to pour out of me
I want to rid myself of this intense gilt, sadness, anger, worthlessness
Watch with childlike glee as my pain drips down my skin
What is skin really?
An immense vessel holding all our emotions and organs.
Sometimes the vessel needs to be punctured to release negative moods
Negative moods that push up against the vessel straining to escape
Hello silver friend it's nice to see you again.
yours truly,
A worthless not mention failure of a daughter

poem by Francesca Marie
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When You Fight Your Own War

there is a vision that haunts you
that is,
that moment when you see yourself pushed against a wall
against all
you are one,
you are whole, against all,
and you are pushed against a wall,
so you defend yourself,
dislodge what they force upon you
that you are weak, dumb, and insufficient
that you succumb to a
dismal defeat, all your Waterloos showing,
yet, you face them
retaliate, injure, harm and hit
so many shall be wounded
and some shall realize
that you do not just take oppression for granted
somehow you know what defenses are
you have a spear on one hand
fire on the other

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Little Brother

Wars have been and wars will be
Till the human race is run;
Battles red by land and sea,
Never peace beneath the sun.
I am old and little care;
I'll be cold, my lips be dumb:
Brother mine, beware, beware . . .
Evil looms the wrath to come.

Eastern skies are dark with strife,
Western lands are stark with fear;
Rumours of world-war are rife,
Armageddon draweth near.
If your carcase you would save,
Hear, oh hear, the dreadful drum!
Fly to forest, cower in cave . . .
Brother, heed the wrath to come!

Brother, you were born too late;
Human life is but a breath.

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poem by Robert William Service
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I Have Sworn

I have sworn that I shall try to keep
all the things that don’t make me weep
foremost in my daily excursions
and in the folly of my diversions.

For to weep at all of misfortunes and woes
is to spend my life in doubt,
never to fully enjoy life’s gifts
and find myself without

all the things I came here for,
granted by my birth.
the bounteous gifts that I do own
and all that they are worth.

I have sworn to take in stride
whom I’ve become and shun all pride.
As I walk each step in front of me
I will do my best in repartee.

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poem by Edwina Reizer
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This Life

I have sworn that I shall try to keep
all the things that don’t make me weep
foremost in my daily excursions
and in the folly of my diversions.

For to weep at all of misfortunes and woes
is to spend my life in doubt,
never to fully enjoy life’s gifts
and find myself without

all the things I came here for,
granted by my birth.
the bounteous gifts that I do own
and all that they are worth.

I have sworn to take in stride
whom I’ve become and shun all pride.
As I walk each step in front of me
I will do my best in repartee.

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poem by Edwina Reizer
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