Sky
reflecting Sun's magic
and appeal.
yet Shadow grows longer,
and the air falls
still, absent
of birdsong, yet
pregnant
with the mysteries.
and so
much
more....
imagination begins
to stir
underneath the hedge,
and
between
the gnarled roots of the old tree.
an urge
to dance
tears through my soul.
a need to awaken to the silent rhythms of Night,
and all her hedonistic pleasures...
...to play,
mischievously, and innocently...
to live...
free.
Category: Lucifer
you look so fine
traipsing through the treeline...
gliding
with such grace....
or
was that me?
the hearth beckons,
cackling songs of last winter:
lovers' vows of the succour to come...
but i yearn
yet
to touch your ghostly presence
feeling
along my skin in the darkness.
are you ready?
key
am i that rainbow which i seek
hiding
always
beyond the next peak?
am i that dream which i desire
lighting
this heart
aflame with desire?
i close my eyes
and yearn no more
and finally i
enter the door.
over the rainbow
frozen
in this moment,
before the floodgates
of inevitability
and love.
why must it always hurt
so
much?
damn!
step willingly
into the calm, and
you
may catch glimpse
of the shadow
swirling within.
feed that darkness
and feel
your fire burn
bright.
MorningStar
there,
behind the mirrors
and
between
delusion,
goes your shadow,
fleeing,
from what must be.
a shame, for that shadow is me.
once more, something new
hurtling haphazard
into the depths of familiarity.
leaving happenstance behind
to mourn the absence of your light.
whispers crawl
up
your neck as
joy
tumbles over an
impetuous smile.
yet this too
shall pass.
mtoto
this silence,
pressing
so
firm
against me that
each
breath slips me
deep...
deep...
deeper
into where
I fear
to return.
so far
away from you,
yet
so intimately near
to
everything,
I find you
again,
in the heart
of me.
and finally,
once again,
I
am
free.
LP No. 04_2024_Teeth
brother
from another mother
(who happened to be my godmother)
is she really gone?
if her laugh still rings
inside?
love
connects
across distance
and time,
Death can't be proud,
cuz Love deaded that too.
let fear be transitory,
and fall back
into love, look deep,
and see
her inside of you
giggling in glee.
in time
in the calm rupture of my soul,
quenched flames
burn anew with
the old magic.
a simmering primeval brew,
of which,
I'll share
with you.
theDeprevation 