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Open Poetry #44

Beneath the Moon of Sprouting Seeds

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2009-04-10 09:43 PM

When I do not sleep as on this sharp night,
and as happens more of late,
I shepherd strays of time's sad wraiths
wrapped in ravening darkness
gripped in gathering gloom,
I wander shadows in backstreets
howling at this Moon,
my thoughts tonight are ripped by winds
as if they're being stripped of any pale humanity
gripped by growing greetings of a day
that may be threaded true
in gristled strips of gossamer and lies.

While I am gliding
on mistrial winds in a world wracked by discord
a sweet dark eyed pequenina doll,
a child of her lord,
promises she'll pray for me
and for my weary soul
beyond understanding how much it is untoward,
as if mind and spirit could be separated,
as if there is a word
that could instill a fold in time by which
on one side would be me
while on t'other'ed be my soul,
then would she try so hard I wonder
knowing what is immortal's toll,
even more I wonder,
no doubt despite her prayers,
if when I get back there again in time
I will be welcomed home in hell.

©2009 by icebox

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Pilgrimage
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since 2001-12-04

Posts 3945
Texas, USA

1 posted 2009-04-10 10:33 PM

hell comes tripping
quietly
behind me, by me,
all the time.
and I am close
so he can find
me
touch me, clutch me
hell is mine.

Nan (Pilgrim variety)

SEA

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since 2000-01-18

Posts 22676
with you

2 posted 2009-04-10 11:32 PM

wow..the stark images are gripping....

fantastic write!

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

3 posted 2009-04-12 11:35 AM

"as if mind and spirit could be separated,
as if there is a word
that could instill a fold in time by which
on one side would be me
while on t'other'ed be my soul"

Profound, intense, evocative.
As always, you strip away facades.

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