Midnight Mortem
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A VillanelleA Poem by Midnight MortemI don't think I believe in fate, he saidFrowning as we waltzed across the floorPerhaps it's just coincidence instead?As we danced I wished that I was .. |
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"Beata Beatrix"A Poem by Midnight MortemEvening, and the setting sun’s golden raysBathe the streets of Florence in a warm glow.Its fire sets her auburn hair ablazeAnd gives the poet&rs.. |
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SwansongA Poem by Midnight MortemThe evening air is warmer now...The chill breath of Winter fading awayAs the swans overhead return with the Spring.And with their passing, a whisper l.. |
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Philosopy BitesA Poem by Midnight Mortem“I’m having an existential crisis”, she said, Lying with her feet dangling in the clear water; Her ebony hair spread out on the gr.. |
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