Tag: angels
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Shedding my shell
I am crying now but I choke back tears, there is nothing so queer As shedding salt for what was through my own inaction not got What is for you perhaps never passes you by But I have watched so many things going by, and in such hurry That they became blurry in my sight,…
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Pausing, watching lightworkers returning
Avast workers! Mend your trying charges Lending rest moment Taking breasted rusted tinder Selecting best better to tender Aroma coating throat Azure rilles upon a woad in roadless Scotia. Second sun’s third term Turning another Earth teal Feathered birdmen returning Retiring upon the firmament Further than starlings murmurant Blocks of Thothlikes flocking, sun-blottingly numerous Numinous…
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Chronicles of the Dusk Ages III – Beliefs and Customs of Feathermen
Virididerms with drawn faces from places you and I cannot place on any map Their mountains formed by ruins marking our world’s devastation They believe in diminutive elder races, first to walk the face of the earth Their faces were turned from Sol, they never returned from their subterrene halls Beneath the mounds, centuries sleeping,…
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Angels Weakened by Chain of Flesh
They scream as weak skin shirts them “My flesh is covered with maggots and clods of dirt.” Angels made from radiance descended Light as from the halving dance of radiation And in lust were turned If a thing of flame couple with flesh, should not that flesh be burnt The fruit of forbidden urge once…
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