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Payton 3d
The moon poured over the
       moors
                     and the night-birds
howled                through the wind.
The stars shuddered in their
midnight sky                  and whispered his
name amongst themselves.

He could do nothing but swallow
his tears in her memory.
This poem was written in 2016. It is inspired by Sebastian James Fairfax from Gillian Shield's Immortal series.
rig Jan 29
you arrive as expected - legendary.
a beautiful white horse: leaves behind brothers
of salt and sisters of foam, unrecognized,
meets the morning mist on a shore close to home;
astride it: you - the lost king returned, almost
divine, here to answer the calls of those who
still sing your name faithfully to the heavens;
at the beach: me – barefoot on the rocks, waiting,
watching you approach me, confused – your journey
through the mysteries: unimaginable…
you halt. i aim. you breathe the bullet and fall.
Terry Collett Oct 2019
I surveyed the scene
about me

it was our first camp base
and out tents
were in a field
a guide pointed out

It was raining heavy
and I and this ex-army guy
ran towards our tent
and once there
we clambered inside
and zipped up

They say the rain in Spain
he said
but didn't finish

we could hear the rain
hit the canvas
above our heads

there was little room
in the tent to do much
so we lay on our sleeping bags
our cases unopened
by our sides

I mused on Miriam
and wondered who
she was shacked up with

ex-army spoke about
his time in the army
and his mother's new boyfriend
whom he loathed

and I hoped the rain
would soon stop
so I could get
a beer and burger
with fries from the cafe
in the main building
and find Miriam

but it rained still
and I listened half-heartedly
as Ex-army got on
with his dismal speech

and I wanted Miriam
but she
was far from reach.
I don't need a thousand hearts,
I only need one,
My lover's.
Inspired by Sebastian Michaelis' quote https://www.google.com/search?q=sebastian+michaelis+quote&client=firefox-b-1-d&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjY6Lbc3fzgAhUGZd8KHT7rDWMQ_AUIDigB&biw=1010&bih=395#imgdii=CoXjpJQnnPTg8M:&imgrc=KAojj4KDb7znuM:
"This is what makes me different from humans... I do not lie."
~ Sebastian Michaelis ~
This is not my quote, I just thought it needed to be posted.
This quote applies to me. I do not lie. You may think I do, but I tend to play with words to make you think different. To make you think the opposite.
"Humans are the true demons of this world."
  ~ Sebastian Michaelis ~
This a quote that I'd thought I'd share.
This is not my quote.
Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
I'm about to slap you upside the head!
This is a funny poem I came up with when I was roleplaying as a certain butler.. *ehem* Black butler fans.. (Sebastian Michaelis) I also roleplay as Ciel... I Made a poem in response for this... To begin Sebastian gave a poem to a maid.... I forgot it, but it was beautiful (Sorry).. The young lord asked him for a poem sarcasticly... Sebastian gave Ciel a poem... (look for it in my profile) And this was Ciel's (my) Responce back.. (and yes I am also the maid Tabbitha.. I'm lonley..) I am going to make a longer version.. if you must know ... Ciel slapped him XD
Fire is red,
ashes are black,
go to hell,
and never come back!
This is a funny poem I came up with when I was roleplaying as a certain butler.. *ehem* Black butler fans.. (Sebastian Michaelis) I also roleplay as Ciel... I Made a poem in response for this... To begin Sebastian gave a poem to a maid.... I forgot it, but it was beautiful (Sorry).. The young lord asked him for a poem sarcasticly... This is the poem Sebastian gave him..
Leland Sep 2017
arrows find rest in pillows of flesh
and pain casts a symphony of loss
– the song sung sweetly,
his word whispered gently in the bark of a tree.
great things have been taken: i’ve given for thee
three gifts of water, pious sacrament
kisses between two damp palms.

devotion breaks soil and holds resolve
and how it loves, and loves, and loves
– pebbles mirror a blanket of stars,
the impenetrable mass of fiery constants
you chew, swallow, receive with haste.
feet sink heavy in the holy mire
breath lies hiding in the roots of a willow.
Red Frost Jul 2016
The world's full of people,
who's beauty reigns outside.
With all the nice gestures,
you won't know what they hide

A prince who once believed,
in happily ever after
is now dying everyday,
for vengeance and ******

Who could have thought,
that behind those looks,
a burning hatred
for traitors cooks

No one ever noticed,
all those emotional scars.
The burden put upon you,
weights more than a thousand cars.

If only they saw.
If only they heard.
The heart of a young boy,
that gradually broke.

If your only strength,
they hadn't taken,
that cereal guy might be,
an angel from heaven.
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