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Mark Of The Beast (a dark dream)

Mark Of The Beast (a dark dream)

From the ashes of a night blanketing me
Comes a gated glimpse of despotism
I am so shaken by what I've seen
I dare not try to interpret the vision
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The fall of the church manifests as dream
The rise of the bloody head, comforting
The confusion inherent in its imagery
Warming me where sun cannot be seen
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Voice of a lamb, strength of a dragon
Somehow faith leads to the slaughter
Liquid love foundΒ promising from a flagon
Drowning the faith in all holy daughters
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Drunken and laying broken on the streets
All of my friends have found Gnosticism
Blood on the faces of every belief
Seems a Dali version of surrealism
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I struggle and sweat, I swing my broadsword
Cutting down savages as I head for the trees
I sense a ray of hope that I'm fighting toward
In a sudden burst of light I awake from the dream
And there on my hand,Β the Mark Of The Beast.....

Tony Taylor (Chicago)

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Tony Taylor

So glad you enjoyed it FORGOTTEN POETRY!!......thanx for this!!...... smiles.....T xo

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Tony Taylor

Yeah Thanx DARKLY!!... it was intended to be a little freaky.......thanx so much for getting straight to the heart of the matter!!...... hugs-n-smiles....T xo

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Larry Ran

Dear Tony,

The Beast we fear, is in ourselves
Mankind suffers, for in him dwells
The good and bad, in constant War
Fighting e'er, as his Soul is tore

Love ya,
Larry xxx

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Tony Taylor

Thank you LARRY!!..... yours are the words that ever hit home...... appreciate VERY much the consistent support dear poet brother!!....... hugs-n-smiles!!.....your friendly neighborhood Spiderman....... kisses......T xo ?✳✴β™₯???

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Larry Ran

You have now forced me to seek a cure for my Arachnophobia!

xxx L

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Dean Kuch

Interesting switch up in rhyme scheme of stanzas two and three, Tony.
In your second rhymed quatrain you've used an a,b,c,a rhyming scheme then switched to an a,b,c,b in the third.
Your finish this poem denouncing the Mark of the Beast with a rhymed quintet.
Interesting...
~Dean Kuch
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Tony Taylor

Hey DEAN!!... apologies for the late reply!..... have my fingers in a bunch of differentΒ pies at the moment!!.....I appreciate VERY much the astute comment .....I have been writing a while and I'm always looking for the right ....or new rhyme schemes (should say 'different' rhyme schemes) to convey my intent.... I'm a song writer so I'm always exploring and delving into the writers of old.....I just love the whole idea that POETRY in general is such an all encompassing medium with ~ "anything that is conceivable is possible' at its core!!.......VERY much appreciate this dear poet brother...... Looking forward to reading your stuff...... Kings to you!......T xo

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GREG TUCKER THE...

Drunken and laying broken on the streets
All of my friends have found Gnosticism
Blood on the faces of every belief
Seems a Dali version of surrealism

since most people don't even know what Gnosticism is, my hat is off to you bro!Β  I love the imagery that it gives.Β  Very powerful

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