A Poemers Poemerings: Vol 3

By Marjory Bennett

I chose the title A Poemers Poemerings because it means (for me) that someone is always writing about something or anything. Its odd and catchy at the same time, and its the main title for the series that I am writing in volumes because theres too many to put into one book.

I think of all my poems as individual artworks. All on their own, they are completed from start to finish. It is a journey, a path, and a message that will inspire, mesmerize, intrigue, and take you to that deepness that hasnt been felt or known of your own self. Allow yourself to think about what is there to see out there and what each one is telling you! Envision the poem, and let yourself see the answers to your own thoughts of these pieces of artworks.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 15, 2018
• ISBN: 9781543469608

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Copyright © 2018 by Marjory Bennett.

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CONTENTS

Preface

Oh’ Say, Can You See

‘Ebony Eye, Darknesses’ Realize"

Criticisms Doorway Comments to Heed, (or) Leave.,

The Sun’s a Dust’

‘A Vultures’ Gaze’

Witches’ Tide

‘The Souls’ a Known’

Stand in the Winds’ Night.

Denigh’ the Reel

The Darkest of Blooms

Darkness Whores’

Blackness Jumps’

‘Stood, am I Alone’

Thorns’ The Devils’ Horn’

‘Pains’ Height’

My Souls’ Flurred"

The Hearts Fondless

Inner Sights’

Marriage, a Sacred Bible

The Right Choices"

Clearing with Clarity

Smallness-Delivers’

Blossomed’ Down,’

So Beautiful’

‘God’ Says’

Hypocra’lentaye’ a Day -

‘Quietly, Rushing’

‘Fondless Meanings’

Against the Lessened"

Land-Alegion alone’. –

Penetration, No Lies’

Dreams, Are They Alone

‘Divine Wine’

Reasoning’ Reels’

‘Realities’ Joint’

‘Succombed’ Laughter’

Reapings’ a Shrunken Rune

An Owls’ Device’

‘Sojourned’

As Dreamless Men’

‘A Song for the Heights.’

The Spice of Time

The Untoned’ Walk."

‘Skyless Love’

‘Immature’

Breaking, the Opened’ Crust,

‘A Stained Plate’

‘Dream Me’

A Dance From Above.,

Hear the Call That Dies

Detained the Way

Blackened Ponds

A Diamond Shore.’

Seal in the Love’

‘Petalling’ Pettyness’

Solumne to the Growl

‘Unveil, My Pendulam’

Forever are the Dreams’ Door.

The Thunderous’ Hyde

Naughty for the Niceness

‘The Buffalo’s Time’

The Winds’ Hailed’

Why Do You Cry, Within My Eye.

‘The Cats’ Cradle’

The Devil Lyes’

A Blonded’ Moment’

Unknown, So Far

Bury Your Schemes’

How to Dream the Elite,’

Desires’ a Liar’

Remember, to Attain.’

Fly, the Fillets’ Play’

‘Of Tomorrows’ Lore’

‘Tomorrows Blaze’

‘Shivalries’ Hound’

The Lands’ a Tee’

Become the Thrashed Sands’

‘Fly Butterfly’

The Skies’ Shy’

‘Enrage, I Am Steeped’

Forget not’ my Spot’

Believe in the Farthests’ To Be Told.

‘Tonight, My Whisper’ Lives Alone’

‘Bleeding Tears’ Will Hear’

‘Confusions an Addiction’

A Totaled Dust’

Danceing Denighs,

Poverty Unsung’

Knocking It Down’

Signify, a Stride’

Dreamless’ Inventions’

Hello, Goodbye

How Naughty’

- For - Hot/Naughty Poems -

Looking Down, the Ponderings’ Round

The Seagulls’ Storm

Tomorrows’ Doll’

Holier’ Than Thy Heartbeats’ Beat

Today, I Am Redeemed,

Humbled, Respects’ Hum’

Blue River Dreams’

As Settled, My Cove

As Above, Their is a Below

Shallow Are My Tides.

Bareing the Inner Flowers

‘Prosperous to Defeat’

Technicality, a defined’ Kiss

Touch-Downs Tide

‘Obituary’

In Heavens’ Whole’

The Phantoms’ Door!’

Targets A Dream’

‘Question’ Knott’

Hush,’

Bleeding Your Chains’

In Sickness, the Elite,"

Deception Cries

Loveless’ Paste’

Lose Nothing More

Plagueing it, Rough,’

Puritys’ Love, Bloods’.

Silenced’

‘Re-Align the Divine’

‘My Venom, My Wisdom’

The Beast, Damnations Tide"

Tomorrow, Will Roam

‘Darkest of Wings’

‘Autumn Leaves’

‘Winter Love’

Sunshines’ Blood

Intoxication’ Beyond the Mind’

Beyond My Wings’

Traveled’ Attempts’

‘Another Heights’ Light’

A Crossed’

Succulents’, Sweetness Shook

Candy Bear’

Charged, Loves’ Brethren’

Tasks That Sheer

Shadows’ Swoon’

Denigh’ no Dish’

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In memorium of my mother,

To whom believed in me and the honor I cherish in the humanity that I feel I created with everything that I have taken the time to accomplish wanting for the beauty in everything I do, to be able to have a life all its own, love for the peace and serenity on the breaths taken to be the mural without walls, a self-portrait of journeys walked in the mind and daydreamed about, my readings can be light or dark, it just depends on the reader and the mood you portray for yourself, Everyone may hold a different meaning for all my poems, and to whichever book you are reading from, the series that has been my constant thought to do, and do and be that to go person that blazes within.

Expressing my awnry side of words, whether everyday life, or that’ mischievous side that slithers to the sides of life, and only breathes that side of life within the mind that crosses over into worlds known and unknown. I believe there are those of those of other lifes’ our their, whether seen or not, this is a magical place – all freely lived, in and out their, in this or other universes,

Everyone has choices whether believed to be real (or) unreal (or) made up as one’s own creative attentaive side of prospering the souls’ intent to justify another side of humanities’ hidden switch inside that drives the spirits’ longing to be felt, and heard and undenighed and able to be dreampt.

See the beauty that I write, hear your thoughts for yesterday’s future.

Become the light in the darkness.

Preface

Thank you for this opportunity to be able to better myself through my poems and to be able to show my silent side of life, for all to read (or) read to those that can’t read for themselves, the beauty in all I’ve given, from all of myself.

Thank you loyal readers!

From the author: Marjory Grace Bennett—

Oh’ Say, Can You See

Oh can you see, by the dawns’ early frights,

the ageless beauties inner sights,

the dangleing breezes,

Drizzleing trees,

that opens the pawns,

Star-fested’ free crested strongs.,

oh, how can you see,

the dawns early flights,

Burning down those endless heights.,

free-flowing are they

that perspires,

under the midnights’ rum,

Burning the iron,

crying beneath the sun,

oh, how can you seize,

the dawns eager lungs,

to mount those evil hums,

Chanting the sombered’

a silence’ formed for the grunge.,

a song, sung for a mare of merities.

a bear of barons,

a fair, beyond the ponds tide,

Believe in that psalm,

pronounce, the untold of embalms,

a sorrow that upholds the centered’

Palms, the powered’ magic

that consumes the flowers,

Breasted are these sweeping walks,

imprisoning’ these wild walls of hawks,

oh, say can you see, by the dawns early lights,

as the proud’ become the hailed,

and the foreign becomes snail,

and the trees are the memories to fail

Oh’ say can you see,

by the dawns early trees,

the land that hears,

and becomes’ loyal little dears,

a tree to fear,

the bottom of the queer,

Oh, say can you see,

the dawns early tears,

Browseing through those angels

that breathes’ unto the sacred peers,

Rage, the untitled little, gaze, brazen,

a forward through the years,

spawned, from the quivering

lears, a monumentally unfit’ spear,

Oh, say can you see,

that star that springs into the air,

the fawn that sprints,

Beyond the Jupiter

of quieted veers,

Promises to open the blossomed heirs,

oh, how I say,

the previously, unattoned’ shears,

Share that prosperously, unmentionable

Steers, become the oxen

of a generated deer,

Run with the hail, the iron pail,

The fallen’ political gales.,

Seize my harmony, as a bruised

Swing swallows the tales,

a headless farm for the weakened

Sharpness, throttles the task of mails,

oh’ say can you see, an alarm of brails.,

The runaway historic trails,

Oh’ say’ can you see.? –

How Beautiful are those trees,

Dancing in the wind,

Sorrow screams for me,

Oh’ can you see,

That love will follow for thee,

Say, can you Be

For everyone to see?

‘Ebony Eye, Darknesses’ Realize"

Ebony eyes, deep into the darkened skies,

leaving nothing but the opal moon highs,

deepening through the angelic series.,

Smooth are the moving wisps

of the clouds of mists,

Dark ebony eyes,

Runs deeper into the midnights’ wisps,

a caution to the crisp,

a prosperous tryst,

Commoning the lions’ trim,

that becomes the wings dream,

opening the quieted stream.,

Ebony eyes, tolerates no lies,

as evil summons the tides,

Detest the quiver,

as an angel discovers

another lore, quakeing the doors,

Ease within the loyal of gestures.,

Ebony highs, betroaths not another

forgotten scream,

as galaxies’ roar,

the glassened windows storm,

Beyond the hail, of blackened stars

linger like the tails,

a starrey Egyption tale.,

Swooled,

are the ponds’ spooling rules,

Glowing lowly torwards

the darkened moons,

hereditaried’ fuel of runes,

As the skies a traveling ride,

Darkness evades the ebony eyes,

Sombered’ clasp of darkened eyes.,

Ebony eyes

Darknesses twills the rise,

and eagerness twists the burn

from beneath the ancients’ tide

lovelessness’ wills the realization

for the eyes ebony strides,-

Criticisms Doorway Comments to Heed, (or) Leave.,

Comments to heed, whether faceless, (or)

returned as an unattoned remark.,

(1) Criticism, is a note above words,

its’ an inner thought, that speaks

Before it thinks to spare feelings.,

it does not, it won’t even whisper

another language, it startles the

Breath, beyond an integrity that parts’

no waves, but, the landing splash

upon the shores’ line,

life an offense within a defense.,

(2) If I were to say,

If I wanted criticism,

I would have’ had to of asked’

your opinion, but, I did not ask, so,

don’t give it., (3) If I had wanted you as

I would have associated with you freely.,

(4) Criticism’ alone kills the heart,

of the emotion that hoards the

imbellished remark’ painted on the cemented

wall, that cries out before that permenant

mark that erases nothing,

But, disintigrates the souls’ impending

thrust, that bares the muscle,

a cross of life’ meets’ depths,

a doorway of an unbreakable

response, a sight visible,

through the peircing Trojan of

envies’ ego, untouched,

through the whispers of a light,

opening into the darkness,

a moment, unspared.,

looking inward, you wonder’,

Does everyone see through me,?

Do they feel my pain,?

Do they see my perspiration,?

like the glass of water is flowing

through me,

am I really that untouchable?

Criticism,

my worst nightmare.,

Do I speak the language, that you

understand, am I poor to the benefactor,

or enrichened by the soul

that storms the efforts,

the defected thats’ the revolutioned scar,

Do your eyes open up to eradicate

the feelings, that seems to lose its’ faith,

like a sworn oath, but, felt, deeper inside,

Do you say loudly for all to hear,?

or, quietly to allow the embarressment

to be heard, as it is felt,

Do you crawl away, or,

allow your self to feel that hideing feeling,

like, a sunken treasure,

just found, but, with despair,

running against a flare,

a gun, aimed up high, shooting,

Just for it to be raised up,

and, to watch it fall, into those sinking

waters, never to be found,

But, lost into the sea of water (or)

Trees, even the mountains,

where nothing hides, but, can be hidden

like - a ridiculed eye,.,

Sacrificing nothing but,

the displeasure that removes the grid,

from the anger inside.,

waste not the heart felt emotions,

That blames the coldness

and shallowed scores, like a memory

opens the whored,

the calloused’ unajarred’ floors,

that crevices the alarms

praise of promises,

Become that unwelcomed’ core,

Dreaming beyond that lake of

impoverished’ storms.,

Rage into the night,

like misery has died

from the creeping breaths,

that blazes unto the hearth,

Dance into the dreams,

and bare the essences that devours

the innocense,

welcome hope into the treachery,

as a ball of tenderness’ expresses

the language of movements,

Criticism is just a remark,

Born to wear the lifeless

departure, from one to another,

The coldness can dissolve,

as warmth’ dissipates within,

as without, lores are not love,……

as love is not a lore,

Criticism becomes’ just a door,

without life, nor, a core.,

Criticism’s doorway’

is not of the

oceans’ floor,

that seeps through

the darkened tour.,

criticism is it a lore

or allure to adore.,

criticisms’ shore—

The Sun’s a Dust’

Chew a bone,

a squaw’ is of the residents,

a privacy prevents tolerence

To boost the quest, a peaceful rest.,

Close,’ the spark,

an angels hark,

a glowing inner shark barks,

a lark, to hear, to hail, to re-imburst a tail,

Believe,

Behold,

retrieve a scold, a Scottish,

an Irish to hold before the cold.,

Germinate,

the parisien of hastes,

the French that mandates,

as honor becomes,

the aloned’ pherome,

women walk, the Indians taunt,

the gale of protrusional sails.,

Prevention, ventilation, wisdoms’ the sentence.,

Smile, sway, hurt the prayed,

recall the fallen, the features,

a spring to spawn, the evil of livids,

Sharpness listens throughout the admissives,

want the whiteness,

The whale of politeness,

Blaze the blowing,

as the whistles, a mission.,

Guessing turns into the re-admissioned, walk,

a foot steps breath,

the wind will keep

Dancing the charmed,

lending nothing to the harmed’ of charms.,

lore of spores,

gazeing roars,

the scholar’ books a shore,

for a parlor of mandatory scores,

Breathe alone,

a cry, to hold the moons’ show

The suns a breatheing mold,

Cascadeing through the strobes,

weilded’ phlox of pores,

a modest of crops, grows through

the wave of the penetrating traits,

Look onto, as into, as over the flow

the sun of throws,

the fun of doe’s

the walking wills,

that whispers’ the crows,

To know is to hold,

as’ is to grow old,

young to look,

a Raven of mistakes,

mistook the brooks,

as mold grows, a gain of the wave,

lostness’ loves,

a greatness moves like a dove,

parting ways,

holds the dreams,

as loyalty blooms from the

Shadows of cusps.,

Beauty is born from the

Moon and the sun above;

life moves without the fuss.,

the suns’ a drizzleing of dusts’

weaving the soared,

treasuring the shower of coves,

dance on the meadows’ hum

denigh not,

the discovery that pages’ the plot,

signifying the straddle of ties’

as a crusading plague,

registering the firey drums,

beating from the hearts’ throb,

seal the sun, a distance of runs,

bleed their creeds, as a discase of beads,

become the flaw, in a flawless world,

notice yourself, wisdoms’ helm

be there for the suns’ dust,

a meadow of willowy flumes to rum.-

‘A Vultures’ Gaze’

Vultures of venom,

hear the hearts of endless depths,

the small crypts’ devours the ending of

the meniaceally soughten receptor of the

encryptions code,

the deception’ empassions the

flameing recital,

a flaw born into the crisis,

wear the devils’ smile.,

as the tears wear away’ the falling,

The shadows that tames, blames the

pheramones closeing of departures.,

A tower of ties, lyes,

Surrounding the hours,

The movement that glassens the fullness,.,

Stare, into the crowd,

uncover the hair,

The baron of fairs,

Prism the scriptures,

as the devils a dancing pawn unto the

Flare, a constance for the dared.,

Casting onward to that divine,

Storming through like the Egyptions

A sire for the triumphant of signs.,

Seal in that’ iron shrine,

a collective for the divined,

Fate,’ a killer, hanging onto that

Splintering soul,

That enslaves life, like its’ gold,

lions, engraved,

the caves a blaze, dancing upon

the iron ‘graves, a movement

to listen unphased for the hazing days.

A vultures, gaze

Witches’ Tide

Witches of the end, the heavens’ to havens,

hells wave, a blaze to betray,

glassening the maze, the evil lives in

the dismayed’ levels, a fracture to coursen,.,

witches of heavens, hazel of beleveled’

leaders crosses the winds,

the reckless divinned,

a divide for territories,

mourning the waves, the blades’

unglorified for the horrors’ lived inside.,

Penetrate the soul,

the burnings’ coal,

feeling the toll,

as characters floor the gore,

the chance is of the mighties’ spore,

Questioning not the lostness

that opens the heavens,

the haven of witches

as the Eagles’ score,

Glaze,

my heart,

fillet,

the pre-dominantly dawned,

unattatched strong,

witches’ haven,

heavens’ hell,

the walls of wells,

wishing for the piracey of spells,

Gated with bells,

fire runs within the cell,

Torment,

a siren forments,