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EIΔΩΛΩ OVERMAN

EIΔΩΛΩ OVERMAN

FEODALI SEPTIMA ALTAQVE METALLI AC SOLIS MEA HIC VINDICTA
PROFVNDVM DENVO HVIVS HASTILVDII DICITVR...

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Overman EcgĂľracu

Overman EcgĂľracu

Feudal, an’ Deep Swaird Scar-Faced Ah,

Th’ Lone Skye-Horror

Thad heare Ah once gleamingly...

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The Airbrush

The  Airbrush

We didn't need the Romans, ruins littering the countrry,
they can go, perhaps we should target...

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London

London

One of the great Cities
A nation within a Motherland
Diverse , Cosmopolitan
What a...

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Historic Minutes.

Historic Minutes.

Historic Minutes.
Lee.

My heirloom glowers from the living room corner. Impervious to life,...

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Windmill

Windmill

Once there were many
Integral part of rural life
The Miller and his mill
Who did the...

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Flying Into History

Flying Into History

Once she was anonymous
An identical twin to thousands
But in one flight on August 6th 1945...

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Satan's Century

A pivotal year was 1914

The likes of which there's never been,

Slaughter and mayhem on the...

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TIME TEAM

TIME TEAM

The days in the rain
And the snow and

Time team will dig
In the mud as they

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Poking Yesterday

Poking Yesterday

All these could have beens
piled neatly in a corner
keeping the shadows company...

I'...

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Traumatized Security

It's No Blanket

"Mentality plays" roles on sexuality, what "we find" attractive may be "fueled by" encounters with trauma...

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my mother's history

DNA secrets

The Poet will publish my poem, “My Mother’s History” in an upcoming anthology on Cultural Identity. My...

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Prince Rudolf and Mary

Prince Rudolf and Mary

Died one after the another
He shot her
Then turned guilty gun upon himself
After...

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GOODBYE NUMBER FIFTY SEVEN


Didn't get the chance to say goodbye
Made me upset and started to cry
I was only...

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Joining The Band

Joining The Band

No, not that 'band' but Robin Hood's merry men,
robbing the rich to give to the poor, where's my pen...

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SHOE SHINERS

Whatever happened to New York's shoe shiners ?
Disappeared forever just like British miners
...

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Summonsing the Soul of a...

Summonsing the Soul of a Slave Master

Talking 2 a slave master with a gold rope around my neck -n- my hat backwards, that old b*tch wasn't no dam...