Den of Thieves

Den of Thieves

A Poem by Tate Viviano
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Mercury is my Royal Typewritter who has been my faithfull companion for some time.

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The click clackof mercury.

The stale tobaccosmoke rising.

The cup of coffeesteaming in thechill of a house.

A house ofdesire.

The desire tocreate outwardexpressions ofourselves.

This is the denof thieves andsinners.

The troubled dreamersof a bettertomorrow.

Yet we can notsleep yet.

and dwell in our dream.

We are kept awakeby our nightmares.

Or to say “The Nightmare”. 

Our quest for the

dream will keep us restless untilour dying breath.

After that dowe get our rest?

Or do we repeat this restlessness again making our same mistakes unti Finally the light is switched on?

Or will our sleep deprivation make our dream manifest into reality?

Amid the smoke and frustration I see beauty grow in the most fragile of places.

The human Heart.


© 2017 Tate Viviano



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Curiosity taking over here... In each sentence you have two words connected where a space should be, is this something that was purposefully done in order to get your message across? Either way, this is a beautifully written poem, the phrases and words that you chose really helped the poem be amazing :)

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.



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You weaved magic here.. great work!

Posted 9 Months Ago


Curiosity taking over here... In each sentence you have two words connected where a space should be, is this something that was purposefully done in order to get your message across? Either way, this is a beautifully written poem, the phrases and words that you chose really helped the poem be amazing :)

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It becomes an obsession. The muse which dances around our thoughts, the one we want to capture and shape something great out of. But she evades us too often. Neat poem, I like it.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The poem moves from the darkness and impurity of the den to a most pure place, the human heart. Love the line 'I see beauty grow in the most fragile of places'. So true. Love it:)

Posted 10 Months Ago


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Yes indeed! the heart is a place. The author immediately sold me on the idea of alone. sold meaning i want to be. how comforting to think of an old raw sound like that. Great man!

Posted 10 Months Ago


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Tate Viviano

10 Months Ago

Your words are so very kind. I don't even know how to say thank you! But thank you so much!
lot of great lines in this great write,enjoyed them all !

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tate Viviano

10 Months Ago

Aww shucks! Thank you so much for those kind words!

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Tags: Writting, Poetry, Creation, Art, Dreams

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Tate Viviano
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