*** *** Dreams in brooding quiet, bleed Like perfect storms in capsules Swirling, the eye beholds less Than we think it may, light More so high towers this pillar To a darkling winter sky. * Churned earth rises in waves Flows, cresting rhythm rolling Within those winds, zephyrs, Wild tempestuousness torrential Tearing little lest it... Continue Reading →
*** That which chains us in this maze Lies untold, unbared, in the dark, Secrets shared unspoken and non- Ultimate as constructs, strict only Within recognition of no more than The links that bind, invisible. * To defy, to turn from the hands That once fed, later held back, Is the goal confused, subsumed Slowly... Continue Reading →
*** *** The mad whirl of planets and macrocosm To microcosm, spindizzy twirl and soar; Glazed, the eyes have it, hazy and open to See the roaring tumult of multi-faceted Experience. * Lines of distraction, routes of refraction Expressed in forceless motion, colour Without significance besides aesthetic, Blissful deafness rocking abides all about Roaring. ***
*** Gold days brooding over dank green Forests with skies the colour greyed From out their spirits when furrowed In days past where long where sung The praises of the gold, and how It would some day finally...SET.
*** By flickering light the priestess sings, Belly taut with the nutrition collected From spilt blood of martyrs, on an altar Kept and to harsh flaming fyre set, eyes Rolling to demonic motions rhythm wrapped. * On flows ebb and tide of dank shores Without name, wished for watchers or Gods for whom thrones were... Continue Reading →
*** *** Oh priestess... Of what dark god dost thou chant So fiercely, voice a quivering hum, Equipoise balance in tone, stars Frozen in orbit to hear thy call To some enigmatic godly deity… * Libations poured as the dusk bears Blood stained sky witness, orange Streaks lighting more when higher Rises the chant, boxes... Continue Reading →
*** Neither by casual request nor Imperial order will it be ended, Always present, ever alert for A chance to shine, burn eternal. * Paramours may come and go, yet Forever shall it shine on, burning Thing without real tangible end Or beginning to be fairly found.
*** What dares to fill the void? Travelling caravan of nervous noise Creeping over space, tenuous connection Without end, a start poorly defined Yet still no less the broad thing, Creature of burning cold blossoms Spreading along each line, blind.
*** Inchoate terrors realised for end Terminator looming on the horizon Eternal grandeur, the separation Of worlds and heavens, soil and skies Containing this dream; more to come. * More restful spirits than I have Come to bear witness, twitchy beings, Eyes of smouldering orange seeing Their way to impede progress for- Ward, that terror... Continue Reading →