Hallowe'en Reprise Or Samhain Redux

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icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2008-10-29 04:43 PM

Shadow faces filling night,
gentle winds breathe them life
in zephyrs blithe that stir them,
patient gazes waiting;
nothing I can do,
I taste no doubt,
time is karma's driven clock;
some faces calm
while other hands hide
more than fearful few
still wide eyed,
shock as badges worn
as if somehow it mattered
how they died;
some by malice
others priced,
some wrong places
some right times.
I've known from morning
having lost my count,
a part of me crossed over;
my clock is ticking louder,
louder every day.

Dragons rise to dance tonight
acknowledging freedom's flight
gift of light
no longer tied to Earth,
liberated fore my eyes
in Midnight's blinding
crystalline prayer.

Demons walk the world again;
knowing well
there is no heaven
there is no hell,
only fear keeping lights on,
or are they welcome?

They stride before a human tide of pathos
wishes laced creatively into glib theology,
abstract frivolity,
optimistic lifelines braided
from despair in hopeful platitudes
whorish painted plaits
for semi-celibate want-to-be
sadly mortal men
dressed in lies of silk and brocade gowns,
posturing with empty words
from now until Walpurgis Night
when Northern World awakes again
and Earth's lifeblood
flows true to bud.

It takes my breath away,
some times,
when I can slow my eyes
to see through every priestly guise,
to watch soft bending twisting lies
dodging shadows'
waxen movements
ignoring Life's pale understanding,
slipping in and out of wonder
tickling seams of consciousness,
emerging fancy
raw awareness binding wishful dreams
of righteous nonbelievers
praying to be safe
through sweaty fitful nights.

©2008 by icebox

steavenr
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since 2003-11-17

Posts 4058