Tag: mythology
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Lightning mighty from Zeus’ eyes
Thunder no less than lightning which like Poseidon’s fork trines Imagine the mind which conjured lightning Painted upon burgeoning night light streaking I must tombs break to engage my soubrette All mind hive of swirling spicules Spiked notules, modalities inescapably hostile Rabelais with Scrabble tiles Few words the dictionary didn’t reserve, none to the wise.
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Gaelic chieftains called to war
Praying away the sun Wearing no plate Neither glistening nor glimmering Shriving before all-knowing Dagda Lorefather seated at Síd in Broga. Highest casement descried Ancient hyperbole starchasing Charting firmaments blaze-gazed Bending royal Boyne thereby parades Men from lost continents Atlantean fashion and knowledge Heart center in our missing province High kings crowned Stone screaming sent…
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Witches on the strand collecting ritual rudiment
Acrid smoke the witch’s alembic bubbling opal High prizing simulacrum, correlate with a victim On the beach before dawn in wintertime Hauling logs seaweed-spined several miles To the furthest skull-strewn span of deeded land. Visiting stars insistent, dead the hands who lit them Liminal vignette’s trippy nipple coloured sky, tides fried cerulean By insistent centrifugal…
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Lover’s Declaration IV
Looking upon that frail image Of dashed innocence handsome Fractured armature obscene, needless casualty Why, Jove? Bleeding for loves which in actuality Divorced from lover fantasy Could never happen Young captains cut down standing Loaves never to leaven, for them heavengoing Like a crab crushed, rushed by gulls Never to grow to a man full…
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Lover’s Declaration III
Which Valhallite for more life would not stake All hours unlife’s estatial halls wineful gloried Who chooses stained glass immortality Over corn’s faintest Elysian brush Hasting wind making baled hay hiss Sand reforming in awe-ordered fist. Dead and so forever Flown through the arches Dark dress, mourners marching Blessed now, regardless Whether ripe-hearted or charmless.…