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Equilibrium of Delirium

Equilibrium of Delirium Strolling alongside my casted shade, the forlorn rememberings have stayed in this far-flung antipode of a star-lit glade, where the skin of my self was flayed. Though the butcher vanquished, I was doomed to wander across plains where thought languished, and utter chaos loomed yonder. Yet there beneath a gnarled old Willow, lay the Sandman’s very pillow. So down, down below I ventured, to the primal dark: ‘o ultimate solace, where the mind cannot be censored, and logic becomes weary and nauseous. My mortal makings now dismembered. The last of my humanity disemboweled. Yet what I once was shall be remembered, as I abandon the heresy I had vainly howled. My thoughts now echo aloud in abyssal depths of a timeless shroud. Ever deeper into the depths I implored, wavering over my early erected cenotaph, while olive branches whispered the deplored, and I could somehow not help but laugh. And so my being went to and fro, into realms as would the newborn doe. Though in this murky orchard, not even light permitted me to see, and as my vision was further tortured, I stumbled blindly into what I was to be. With neither sword nor shield required, the dweller on the threshold quivered as I ended what he had conspired, and into Truth was I delivered. For my brittle bones are embellished by gems which Kings have relished. My muscle boiled and rose in steam, precious organs torn at the seam, and all the while ran a red stream, as I basked in the sweet Void’s gleam. Alas, the final vestiges now fade, surviving only as dirt on the Sage’s rusted spade. My withered feet now freely skipping down a strangely familiar cobbled road, while the thoughts of doubt slipping, and a sense of serenity seems to forebode. Downward once more goes the stone path, as I climb into the canopy of a pale tree. And as I leave behind all feelings of wrath, I am given anew the ability to see. Now here have I arrived, though no mortal survived, at last at the Divine Equilibrium of this flawlessly Chaotic Delirium.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 6/7/2015 11:30:00 PM
Hi River, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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Date: 6/6/2015 10:45:00 PM
River Lyons, Stopping by with a nice, sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. I will get much delight in reading and in time become familiar with your verse. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT
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