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Deep in my heart lies a pain so true,
A wound that never mends, a grief anew,
It never fades nor grants me rest,
A constant ache, that steals my best.
This shadow haunts me, day and night,
A specter of what once was in sight,
A memory that forever grieves,
A wound so deep, my heart bereaves.
A pain of loss, of love astray,
That cannot be healed, no matter how I pray,
But midst this agony, hope flickers bright,
A promise of tomorrow, a chance to make right.
Though this pain may never cease,
My heart may never find its peace,
I trust that love will find me once more,
And heal my soul, as it did before.
:: 03.03.2023 ::
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The world is beautiful.
The arche of Tutis weakens
by the fire of unrelenting time!
As embers cool do not weep for us
as the world is not here
it does not sleep —
as love sheaths untold dreams
as nature’s winds blow
and sight behold miracles.
A beat of a single heart
as gentle as autumn rain
the creatures of nature awaken
with morning’s hush,
a single voice of Light
up-flinging rush
of departed Souls unto Heaven,
is today by transcending soft
night
Do not weep for me
Do not weep for us
we are elsewhere
and not the dust.
:: 09.07.2022 :
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The World is a Monster.
the secret destroyer
eats you all the same
desires and blood
is the game ~
From blame to blame
From sorrow to sorrow
we can’t fake it
no more
From darkness to darkness
and Death lies on Earth
The Land, the Water, the Earth,
the Birds and Animals,
And Man – the Land, the Water, the Earth,
the Birds and Animals,
And Man – like the Wings of Love
the Kingdom of the Earth Is a Prison
Under dying Souls.
To never be saved.
:: 02.01.2022 ::
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I feared a thing untold & unseen
that thing I feared within my mind
a thing too!
Split by half in such unknowns
I strove to know!
Unraveled too which spilled upon the floor!
Imperfect thoughts rolled
from higher ground to low!
Then reality’s curtain fell; my needle tried
to stitch the past when love was good!
But life ran beyond the needle and instead
stitched time within my soul!
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WE HAVE NOT TIME TO LIVE OR DIE
WITIH all the terror and peril which flows on earth and water and air and fire of sex and battles and madness,
of torrid vengeance, seduction, and deadly revenge, Psyche lives to see the light of day:
And living in the light of the Pleiades, upon a small wooden chessboard with mushrooms While Mother Moon smiled AND
her logic in proportion to backwards 1.61 has with a human heart she coexists within the hearts of men and gods.
If you think you have read enough of my stuff, I have heard there is a ton more. I am currently hard at work on a book.
It is far too much for a single person to write. I could not believe it. No one would believe me anyway, but I do not
really care. One day it will all be done, and I will let you see how it is all put together.
Inside two covers held by infinity and answers to all questions. I loved my mother.
:: 09.09.2021 ::
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“Dear! Let us find a room where we can shine!”
As the sun in a place unconfined by walls?
“Yes! A place full of moons and suns and hearts
and kisses untold!”
Yes, let this be so! And so it is.
Oh. how the walls shimmer as living skin!
That the roof is not there becomes sky!
How creatures of tender hearts enter our home:
the butterflies and their hosts!
“Dear? What happens now?”
LOVE, LOVE AND MORE LOVE !
:: 09.08.2021 ::
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THE MORNING ROSE pink
love by horizon
to never think as the
mourning devours thought.
For the One who touched
the corners of Earth
but never spoke
hiding tears as ocean.
Pleasing that plead of night
so endured by night or day
pressed lips of confusion
to allow or deny?
The words i saw but never heard
the kindness of all that more
and so then The morning rose
pkin love by horizon.
My dear Adria.
:: 09.08.2021 ::
THE MORNING ROSE PINK
THE MORNING ROSE pink
love by horizon
to never think as the
mourning devours thought.
For the One who touched
the corners of Earth
but never spoke
hiding tears as ocean.
Pleasing that plead of night
so endured by night or day
pressed lips of confusion
to allow or deny?
The words i saw but never heard
the kindness of all that more
and so then The morning rose
pkin love by horizon.
My dear Adria.
:: 09.08.2021 ::
THE MORNING ROSE pink
love by horizon
to never think as the
mourning devours thought.
For the One who touched
the corners of Earth
but never spoke
hiding tears as ocean.
Pleasing that plead of night
so endured by night or day
pressed lips of confusion
to allow or deny?
The words i saw but never heard
the kindness of all that more
and so then The morning rose
pkin love by horizon.
My dear Adria.
:: 09.08.2021 ::
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i’ll love you till death e’en if i’ll live
i’ll love you till death e’en if I shall live
i’ll love you till death e’en if I shall live!
for you love i do ill rise
in an age when man & flames for his beauty
shuns that proud bronze that shadows you
youth has no stage no eloquent maw
to convert his heart but alas magnifies you
doesn’t present him as you imagine
love unadorned and manifests no star
n’t be overshadowed by you or the splendors of the sky
but display your lord on the moon
— love! my god you as a match or more
smoke, flame, flame, flame that nourishes your passion
flame that is here as a key!
numb or subdued: you become such a monster
that they call you leviathan have i for you heart
and i do not anybody else’s heart.
I did not pledge your hand
I did not set the seal love is the best I have
one kind is different that which burns one’s heart
there is a fire where love burns a fire
and their fire is sweeter than mine
my love!
:: 05.19.2021 ::
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The nasty dark night ate the sun!
The farmers wailed against the dim moon,
“Be sane, or make it otherwise!”
Yesterday i awoke with a torn brain
against lover’s thousand acidic eyes
ripped apart by dying beds.
My screaming wish held but just Ourselves–
and Immortality.
:: 12.21.2020 ::
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The taste of your skin and the color of your heart
i’m crying
i’m singing
when we touched our lips in twilight
i see blue eyes weeping
tell me, when we hugged goodbye
was your heart always beside us
in memories of vain; through years
and journeys and moons and suns,
as children cry out for joy when
it rains when it rains
Love as a dry earth burgeoning that
it did not know// someday when we
met younder the gallop of horses,
the infinite perfume of a dusty earth
that everything you spoke, everything
from your skin that everything comes
back to my mouth.
i’m crying
i’m singing
like newborn bread:
and with you i become born again
in the rain.
:: 10.10.2020 ::
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