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Suicidal Breath...

Suicidal Breath...

Upon his eyes glazed with guilt,
Like a serpent beneath blood red,
Slowly breathing frost bitten air,
'Twas bellowing smoke from dead.

Quickly, sundance angels spiral,
Shadows of evil appear within his grasp,
A tormented soul beneath life,
Still, but yet screaming, sound is avast.

Colour fading, portrait of slate grey,
Soulless vessel slumps in limbo,
Breathless, but yet nervous twitching,
Once life awakens to haunting ghost.

A saddened breast engulfed death,
For life was motionless, eyes poured,
In the sea of demons a quiet moment,
Heaven and hell, a women reborn... 

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Being Me

Hi Wayne... Wow this is a fabulous read!  I had to pin it because I will want to read it again. I think this is one of your best ever written! Excellent wording and beautifully crafted ???? love this one from you (but then all of yours are really good) x

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow! Thanks very much for saying so, I had the timescale of Lord byron and percy shelly in my mind while writing this aswel as the rime of the ancient mariner, and this just kinda flowed, with me going back to college and university, I want to put myself in good stead, and soak in the inspiration by many, and also improve my use of language, like I was saying the other night, thanks again for your fantastic comment, ???x 

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Being Me

I think reading the poetry  classics does wonders for your own writing. I haven't caught this one before now but so glad you posted it on here x

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Wayne Stubbs

This is the poem I was referring to this morning when I asked about that dear John ?

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Being Me

I thought so as I did remember the name. No wonder he wants to read it out, it's wonderful!  Fabulous work, Wayne... Fabulous x

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Pratibha Savani

Hi Wayne. Ive not read your work before so for me it's a first and it truly is a beautiful sad write on death. Your vocabulary is amazing. I've not read any old poetry as mentioned but I got it, if it's the style you were portraying.
Px

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Wayne Stubbs

Thanks very much for saying so, I'm not on here as much as I used to, most of my work gets put on a poetry page on facebook called 'Northern Poetry' I'm the admin on there, you should check it out, we're a very good community that share the same desires and passion for poetry, thanks again for your lovely comment ?

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