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Her Dance Card

Posted on September 23, 2010 by

With each pirouette They shift shadows with Low eyes And She dances Through Death

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It’s All in How You Look at It

Posted on September 3, 2010 by

Yes A Marriage Is far from Easy, at times you’ll Both plan the death of the other Just think, at least you are still doing stuff together

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Summer Day Fibonacci

Posted on July 30, 2010 by

Sun Light Blazing Beating down Travels ‘cross the sky Westering sun sets sky ablaze Twilight descends over the sweltering cityscape Mercury slowly starts descent Sleep without blankets Marine layer Dawn Clouds Cool Drizzle Quenches earth Apollo rides forth Quiet gray … Continue reading →

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Televiddiction – fib

Posted on July 26, 2010 by

Our set top box broke down last night. Most horrific Three hours of my life. Up to now. ______ Sean Monaghan

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Full Moon Fibonacci (Flash Poem)

Posted on July 24, 2010 by

The moon is full, arise undead – be filled to your core,
With blood and gore and viscera,
Yummy brains, galore,
Eat them up,
Devour,
Gnaw,
Chew,
Gnaw,
Devour,
Eat them up,
Yummy brains galore,
With blood and gore and viscera,
The moon is full, arise undead – be filled to your core. Continue reading →

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Banned User – Fibonacci Sequence Poem

Posted on July 1, 2010 by

Banned User Put His Lover’s Picture on flickr after she’d been butchered by his flicking knives ______________ Sean Monaghan

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“Fangs” – Fibonacci Palindrome

Posted on May 21, 2010 by

If you will notice, this (modified)Fib-palindrome reflects its subject…
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Fibonacci Sequence Poem

Posted on May 17, 2010 by

Carnival Cage No Harsh Silver Bullet for My werewolf, but chains, Bars and an oogling audience. – Sean Monaghan

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