Tomahawk Joe
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ShadowsA Poem by Tomahawk JoeLife is controlled by shadows ghosts of the dark. Out of night into light some of them flee.Some become me. |
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knockingA Poem by Tomahawk JoeKnocking at a door not knowing what I'm looking for. Someone answers with no face they exist in time and space.I search my mind my heart my soul there.. |
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Prologue: Spirit of darknessA Story by Tomahawk JoeSpirit of darknessEpilogue: Thunder crashed echoing through the chamber as the priests of theancient order of Enthullen prepare.. |
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TimeA Poem by Tomahawk JoeTime what a mysterious thing it can be. Nothing to touch nothing to see.Yet it constrains us in so many ways measured in hours minutes and days.It mak.. |
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Elusive skinA Poem by Tomahawk JoeElusive skin wearing thin though some will never break it in. It always seems to find the souls who kick it full of callous holes. It rests on shoulde.. |
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The skyA Poem by Tomahawk JoeThe sky has joy from souls who laugh at human trials for theirs is passed. The sky has ears where angels hear what foolish things men do. For it is on.. |
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The beasts of Carbonarium part 5A Story by Tomahawk JoeHe then tossed a bundle of drab looking clothes at me. I understood the purpose of the drab looking clothes was to degrade me. They wouldn't even let .. |
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PoemA Poem by Tomahawk JoeMy thoughts the universe could not contain and much of them I can't explain. I cannot touch them though long they span for thoughts aren't touched by .. |
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the beasts of carbonarium part 4A Story by Tomahawk JoeI arrived at the place where I was sure I was to be incarcerated. I remembered it vaguely a crude wooden structure not much bigger than an appliance b.. |
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My compassA Poem by Tomahawk JoeThis poem probably doesn't fit the norms of actual poetry. It's really more of a verse than a poem. But it was a cathartic experience because I couldn.. |
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