Poetry

Glenn McCrary


Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 19 october 2012

A Red Minute Deux

Invested was what seemed like infinity
There I was peering at such iconic symbolism
Indefinite filaments of unprecedented passion ascend
I battle to suppress said ardor though perpetually it heightens
Each time her face shall in the sanctuary that comprises my reveries
Sacrificed I am to perish within her sexy, inviting aroma
That illustrates my voracious carnality


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 17 october 2012

EQuiNOx

A distinguished symbol of the age
Happened before my eyes
The lustrous blend of colours
Births a new definition
Brandishing oaths in less words
Than expected to be composed
The unprecedented passion
Causes me to scream internally
Her eyes emulate a saga yet to be told
Although each chapter presents a new beginning


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 15 october 2012

The Invitation

Fondled by the temptation of an autumn sunset
Erect stands a woman in the cradle of such potent winds
Quite dashingly contributing colour to the scene
Her silky, black dress enveloping her ever so tightly
Composing the shape of an inviting taboo
Whilst refraining all comely sounds of vernacular
How her lips whisper things of which previously I knew not
Sign o’ the times


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 13 october 2012

Titanium Roses In Her Pocket

And later that evening she sauntered
along the halls of the cathedral
with callous egoism jingling in her pocket
whilst chuckling of undiscerning humor
I know not the definition of such folly
though strangely I must attest that I weltered in rapture
When she evanesced with no concern for a colloquy


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 11 october 2012

Stabmesexy

Twas yet again the occasion had occurred
When we had acknowledged each other’s existence
Though we paused at the chance to address the issue
‘Twas in that moment of panic I had asked to speak to you
But you had other miscellaneous missions to frequent
No words were pronounced of your return
I coveted to enunciate of a keepsake I had composed
Yet you shunned away my generosity
How for a moment I yearn for your ear
You’d cease to be dazed by such fallacious theories


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 10 october 2012

Letters To Lilith


Oh, duchess when you ascend your neck
To scrutinize the skyline
Were you aware that you could discover?
The very marvel that for years you so yearned?
 
 
 
Oh, duchess did you think it feasible
That you could matriculate the novelty ‘tis amour
Did you?
 
 
 
Open your eyes alluring one
Shan’t be a reason to averse your devoirs
though you must dismember all that bleeds


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 9 october 2012

A Red Minute


Whilst a medley of us lied upon the flocculent canvas
An ever so comely sound had been shaped of the void
‘Twas the sharp sound of supremacy coming to pass
 
 
 
Though honored am I to speak
Upon the sweltering passion
‘Twas an invitation like none before
Scourging these bones of the dark
Of which they habitually drink
 
 
 
The quaking quite mollifyingly
Renders a sense of solidarity
To unfathomable tribulation


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 9 october 2012

Sjöfn

And again surfaced that smirk
Glinting ever so alluringly in my wake
Kindling an effigy of suspense

Amidst the faces that evening
With the minutes I dissolved
As classic fairness advanced
Forsaken was I to saturate within carnality


Could such a reason exist
For such monumental idolatry?
Could such possibilities exist
For the sake of emasculating warriors?


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 5 october 2012

Bradypodion pumilum


For each morning that spawns
I evade your virulent dialect
Each syllable born of your orifice
 
 
 
Is embellished by grisly tones
As helpless I am forsaken
To canker in ire
 
 
 
To awake is to honor the culture of the universe
Though your miserly revelry ceases to deliver amity
Whilst your exploits wither into oblivion


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Glenn McCrary

Glenn McCrary, 5 october 2012

Orphan Manor

Whilst I sauntered the halls
Her face surfaced before the lantern
That beloved grin an abstract design

Though she was settled behind glass
Fashioning the imagery ‘tis window shopping
Presenting the proclamation that she’s without a price


I covet not for alienation to shape us
I hunger for a sense of harmony
For us to never have spaked of tragedy


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