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Percival's Promise

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Percival's Promise

The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance

Streaming with incresent colours towards life

Infinite within its parhelion possibilities

Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides

Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities

Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld

Within the grasp of pristine pictures brushed and painted

Afore the overtures tubular bells; now sounding

Strewn, beneath the curatives silverish moon

Sirventes tunes, born, within fascinations bloom

These meant to be rhymes, amid Dorothy Gales times

Over somewheres prized amphoric rainbow

Arched imaginations, of fantasias floriferous creations

Breathing their pollinating light, within every breath that they breathe

Escaping the carcinogen caverns through torchbeared passages

Beyond the flesh rent falls and encumbering shawls

Carved crude, these animus meshed jackets

Encased within the chamber once laced

Unto broken bricks of concretes chained

Like Percivals plight....

Unmentioned between the lores, this wondering upon metaphoric shores

While barricaded by the calibrated stone engraved

Until antinomy could devise no more; yet

"If all we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream?"

Scream, and shatter these williwaws window panes

Awakening, beyond their oblique orbs of obscurities, void

To find 'The Holy Grail,' amid incarnadines blinding night

This veil removed, as clarity becomes now focused

Stepping from the shadows of the corners once webbed

Crossing, these sunsoaked sands of sunrises preached

With reaching hands, to touch the braille upon windings trails

Which only led back to the same gruesome pangs

Of a souls once upon a times, bound in maimed

Reading the writings on the wall, as cascading waters broke

The pinnacle of lost, tumbling and crashing to the reef

Belief, of a life breaking free from the dampened day

When faith became submerged beneath the assailant currents of

Hopes castaway possibilities....

Branded into their eyes, by the father of disguise

But no more as the clock struck three, and inversion, began to flee

Awakening from a dream, where nothing, was what it seemed

Dorothy Gale's amphoric rainbow, draped upon a cross ~

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  1. Date: 6/27/2012 1:14:00 PM
    Tristen, for some reason I read this from bottom to top. I was inspired! Peace to you and many many blessings.

    Cayton Avatar Cindy Cayton
    Date: 6/27/2012 2:09:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    wow brother. I agree with you, we are led by our holy spirit, at times I do the same. Amazing verse when it is backwards! totally awesome!!!!! Thanks, Cindy