Tag: visions
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SOFIANNA
Signs of violent times Lines of hopeless people seeking the divine The wicked triumphal, committing violent crimes The blood, the blood, the veins, the vines Rusted windvanes spin when the dim King arrives Prideful by dint of dim gold Thriving by dint of thinned tribe Thinner and thinner as if they refused dinner In these…
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Visions of dead people
Flight instinct kicking in Stick around, source within Skin thin Bones seen beneath Inching obscenely In the fingers, at the cheek Even during sleep Creaking, squeaky greasing easy The wheel of a bike careening Spinning long after a car hit its driver head on Haunted by dead cyclists, suffering infringements At vision’s fringes, their boldness…
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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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Vision of Antique Province
Ptolemaic maps of Ireland, forts and shipeating cliffs Clothless bard kernes carving out vexing stone glyphs Satires they penned could legacies strip Women faming as chiefs and warriors, Corn kings denippled and drowned in pits The bog the bog that gives the fire, the bog with dead is rich Benbulben of the doors is the…
Alchemisland 