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Poems by C. G. Sheahan, by newest first

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  • 54 Ferries from P&O.
    The wind. The wind. The wind. The wind.
    Riding my hair. My sin. My sin.
    by C. G. Sheahan 17 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 13 11:35 PM 2007
  • To A. S. I.
    Bless you, the challenger
    who dares to ask why.
    by C. G. Sheahan 24 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 11 7:18 PM 2007. In Mentors.
  • Receeding at Eighteen.
    I stared at myself
    Longer than I normally do
    by C. G. Sheahan 46 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 11 7:05 PM 2007. In Casey Sheahan
  • Hot Chocolate.
    I sip on brown water
    Because I cannot sleep.
    by C. G. Sheahan 31 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 11 6:50 PM 2007. In Casey Sheahan
  • Follow Me, My Unborn Boy.
    He hung himself
    (wired elasticity)
    by C. G. Sheahan 20 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 11 6:40 PM 2007. In Suicidal advice.
  • Bayswater
    Do you suffer the dinner chime, / Giggles and porcelain awkward lines? / Do you sip your eyes away, / By the silky red liquid sway? / When my name spices your meal, / What is it that you feel? / Do I fea
    by C. G. Sheahan 15 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 30 11:59 PM 2007. In Curiousity
  • The World along its Turn
    I'll waste this away / this sheet of white waste / Pump it full / of my nigh nonsense. / As the world deals its sick shit / to the sorry fucks who hold ther hands close / and don't believe in
    by C. G. Sheahan 80 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 12 12:23 PM 2007. In Self-absorption
  • The Script in Temptation
    With how many drops from his hand / that spill his sin and curse as a man? / And how many wipes to leave the tile clean / to remove the evidence; a stain unseen? / For tuned within him at a trivial birt
    by C. G. Sheahan 22 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 11:33 PM 2007. In Temptation.
  • To C.M.T.
    Would you make yourself miserable / Just to bathe in the pools of lust you shape? / Would you deny yourself of the one you need / Just to touch the one you want? / To run your hands across the skin,
    by C. G. Sheahan 29 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 8:52 PM 2007. In Realization of lust and self-deterioration.
  • [ With the pass of those dead ]
    With the pass of those dead / and the grief of those live / damn the souls who embrace / the touch of Death's hand in grace. / For they're paid the fortune in graves / that I have waited for long in time. /
    by C. G. Sheahan 6 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 8:28 PM 2007. In Suicide.
  • At Her, Seventeen
    I saw my name on your list, / but not before his. / So on these lips you once kissed, / A mark I dismiss. / So be it now, a promise unto you. / A face reborn in your eyes for another man. / Under feelings un
    by C. G. Sheahan 23 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 8:23 PM 2007. In Jealousy.
  • The Regards of Temperament from a Temperamental Hypocrite
    What temptation causes us to sway? / And such foolish heart wish to stay? / As you leave by my accord, as I have left you, / On a return I board, but have never left true. / So without a suprise, If I pay you a k
    by C. G. Sheahan 19 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 9 8:16 PM 2007. In Love and the inevitable anger.
  • A Lingering Eye in Ever Constance
    Naked in the eye reflected / Hangs the sight that stares back / Too true for how it pierces deep / Permeating the instinct for my eyes to avert. / In stories unheard the vision confesses / On all it sees, all there
    by C. G. Sheahan 34 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 8:11 PM 2007. In Freewrite
  • A Dark Room Hidden Safely in Lights
    Six hundred pigments. / Six hundred knobs. / Six hundred colors. / Six hundred blacks. / Six hundred pigments, what my eyes collect. / Expressive tones in manner of my emotions. / Ease, anger, Illness, molecu
    by C. G. Sheahan 24 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 8:02 PM 2007. In Reflections through transparent mirrors.
  • Of Hope, We Will Not Forget
    A chainless land of untamed, / Walked by animals all the same. / Our labors are soon to amount / To the break of our enslaved name. / Come with me, friend and foe alike / To rest aside the feuds / That humans
    by C. G. Sheahan 21 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 9 7:55 PM 2007. In Hope in Symbolism
  • Sonnet IV: With Foresight, A Curse
    The futures in heart I deny myself / with discord and by the futures perceived / will cast me sickly and injure my health / with actions by shadow she'll never see. / But her charm, so attractive with delight,
    by C. G. Sheahan 17 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 9 7:51 PM 2007. In Cursed wisdom.
  • Sonnet III: Abstract 1
    What sight my eyes hold that you do not see. / Place trust in this word, / Have faith in my discord. / Inward eyes see only antipathy, / A place unknown in our cautious reality. / But if you do choose not by what he
    by C. G. Sheahan 16 lines, on Jul 9 7:46 PM 2007. In Angst.
  • Sonnet II: Romances for The Lonely
    A dazzle twines in such light to my eyes. / Hope in these feathers catch a heart's visage. / Winged messages, a plucked bow's suprise. / Take aim, tender targets I cannot dodge. / Bring and meet footsteps not do
    by C. G. Sheahan 16 lines, on Jul 9 7:41 PM 2007. In Longing.
  • Sonnet I
    Such a choler, the world stands ready to burn, / The day breaks streaks across the sky, / Hath they learned of the sins I skipped in turn, / Let them know the reasons as dead they lie. / In time there's a static
    by C. G. Sheahan 18 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 7:32 PM 2007. In Angst.
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