Alchemisland

Though to one scorned, who thought himself close to first

Grapes suchlike are as like to rouse yet greater thirst

But vintages rare in delight, steeply priced alight my cellars tonight 

To you, reader, to here, my manse, I most cordially do you invite 

What fine bouquet arrayed, realm over which thee reign

At your signal rains, relinquishment of pains, divine insanes uncaged and given parchment to prophesy coming doomsdays.

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Kingsway once symbol of law, heath brought to heel, now busy with banditry

When stretched band of long nothing snaps like Sobek’s jaws 

In space appeared three fulgent fissures as might a bearpaw draw

The dark upon the deep dispatched itself deeper, delving as dwarves do

Every single thing that is, plus those our hearts create

Moulds from which empires grow, poems increate more potent lacking man’s hand 

In dream’s scabbard the heart hammered blade of enticement

Shadows my white tabard’s front cross like a hand of chastisement

My mind febrile dulls sometimes sheenless not greening like treeless Isengard

On guard all times for loose rhymes, my mind’s net capacious and swung hard

I can leap and run as I can’t in life, ink a leotard

Parchment the platform, like none seeing dance hard 

No guitar but a cap-wearing fiddler gargoyles the mansard

My manners in bed like a mallards all fright and feathers and down to it

Lies told for easy rhymes, someone else ate pieman’s pies, virgo to the tit 

Abed whether beast or breath stealer, such info to share unfit. Poems not sleaze

Besides what mystery maker unveils his puzzle kit, something up my sleeve 

In case we meet and feel loss of loss of ease, catching like disease need for feeling

Stealing glances, steeling shoulder kisses like chaste patricians, thrilled at chase

Your knees and mine feeling each other, appealing this tease whose appellation love

North room’s triangular window hewn into eaves overlooks copse of fir trees

Strange Djinn blossoming in the midden where we chucked Shamir’s slag.