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The Chalice

Posted by Moondreamer on April 20, 2010 at 1:36 PM Comments comments (2)

Would you drink from this plain chalice I offer?

Neither jewel encrusted

Nor layered in precious metal

Did not Guinevere taste from it?


I do not come as mendicant

I come as one who would know you


Would you drink?

Would you know me?

Peel the layers

Of falseness

Into my heart?


I wish to taste you

Savor your essence

This world can no longer contain my hung...

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Broken Crayons

Posted by Moondreamer on September 11, 2009 at 12:38 AM Comments comments (1)

Broken crayons

Grasped by

Crushed fingers





To stay inside the lines



Sizzling tears


The innocent



Scorching beauty



A flower


Shall never ever blossom





Heart wrenching greed






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Will... The Night...

Posted by Moondreamer on September 8, 2009 at 7:21 PM Comments comments (4)

Will... the night...

Hide you?






Reveal you?



For who you are



Will you always hide

In shadows?






A slithering hematologist

Laying belly to sand?



Wouldst thee deny tr...

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Posted by Moondreamer on September 4, 2009 at 7:03 PM Comments comments (1)

Shhh... Child

Take my hand

Your imagined sins are absolved



Ignore the scars

The open wounds

The thousand heartaches

Laid upon your feet

Like sacrificial offerings



You need not bleed






Your pain

Screams God's cowardice

As He prepares for his next feast day


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I will Guard your Dreams

Posted by Moondreamer on August 31, 2009 at 9:21 PM Comments comments (5)


Sleep free my lady

Let thy troubled brow

Soothe in safe dream



Let the prancing cloud hoofs

Of childish toys

Bring smile

And joy

And bend your lips

In too unfamiliar ways



Let not mendacious lovers

Assault thee


The loveless toil

Of fruitless searching

Scar your beauty




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Death is Woman

Posted by Moondreamer on August 30, 2009 at 8:08 PM Comments comments (5)





Cloying smiles

Of genocidal attar



Iced moonbeams

Braced in creaking mist

Armed arrows

Of monthly Blood penance

Finding clear mark

On Unforgivable memory



A mote in Darkness 's soul

Plying trade

With never arriving dawn



Stars engulfed by night's nothingne...

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