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Blog, Politics

The Devil Hides

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The Devil Hides

The District of Columbia
is not Caesar’s Rome
The Hill is not one of the seven
Yet the Senators
are as deadly and evil
as they were BC
Today the devil hides
and resides
in the hallowed halls of DC
With daggers cloaked
and unseen
Preparing to execute
their dastardly deeds
Hell is in our politics
disguised in grey hair
and old man suits
who stand on
the shoulders
of the good, strong women
they wish to control
Stifling their voices
Taking away their rights
To live in silence
Forever to be
a man’s possession


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All Rights Reserved

Punam is hosting D'Verse Poetics tonight and has prompted us to write about
good and evil.  I remembered an old poem I had written about US politics and
reworked it a little.


Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
Blog, Fear

Devil’s Fire

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Devil’s Fire

Your temper defines you
and you have become its slave
At these times
no one can reach you
to calm the devil’s fire
raging out of control
Love no longer
douses the scorching
hot flames of your anger


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Stream of Consciousness - Hot
Blog, Fear

The Devil Within

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The Devil Within

In the shadows
of the mind
Vile thoughts 
reside in
cavernous corners
Tricking us
Fooling us
into believing 
there is nothing,
only darkness
But in the black
they lay in wait
until we choose
to entertain them
Throwing light
Giving them life
Until they inhabit
our being with
iniquity
and hypocrisy


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All Rights Reserved

Word Prompts

Trick - Stream of Consciousness 
Shadows - RDP
Blog, Mystery

Devil Incarnate

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Devil Incarnate

He ordered
the finest whisky
as he sat at the bar
and buried his head
The time had come
It would be a long night
Looming
He considered in dread
 
His clothes were ill fitting
They had seen better days
He looked disheveled 
he knew, but couldn’t care
His thoughts on his purpose
As he nursed his drink
Focused
Avoiding the glare
 
Nine fifteen, his mark entered
the noisy bar
Full of swagger
and arrogance
He knew it was him
There was no question
Relaxed
He ignored the dissonance
 
Finding a seam in the throng
he worked his way through
Sliding onto the bench
next to his target
Pressing a gun
into the man’s side
he fired
Killing the devil incarnate
 
 
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In response to Jim Adams Prompt of “I Shot the Sheriff”
 On Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Finest

Seam

Bench
 
Image by shauking from Pixabay 
Blog, Questioning

Perdition

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Perdition

Love is an illusion
Conquering all
In the fiery furnace
Burning you with desire
It will you enthrall

Deciduous horns
Giving way to new growth
Lost In a burbled frenzy
You promise the devil
Your sworn oath

Cards in play
Could be your downfall
Queen of Diamonds
Greed and avarice
Disguised as jovial

Change inevitable
Never say never
Taking the road to Perdition
and condemnation
Before being lost forever

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Word Prompts:

Card

Inevitable

Deciduous

Illusion

Jovial

Burble

OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day – Prompt – Conquered

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Blog, Loss

Evil Woman

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Evil Woman

You scarred him for life
Midwife to the devil
So full of jealousy
You egotistical witch
Taking the gift of motherhood
To an unacceptable level

Poor child yearning for approval
Just wishing for the love of his mother
Instead he gets a competitor
A green-eyed monster
Craving the attention meant for him
As if she were his wicked stepmother

A pathological narcissist
Always cruel and wicked
With only love for herself
Doing damage for a lifetime
He was just an innocent boy
Now a man afflicted

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