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“The End of Summer”

In those days 
they watched for signs
in the heavens

numbers connected
the ways that 
weighted the scales

written in the stars
a woman gave birth
to a dragon’s tale

in a beehive cluster
distant, yet,
oh so familiar 

Praesepe, 
in ancient  times, a language, 
common and Roman

mysterious 
unexpected wonder
ushers in heralded motions

passages changing 
passing the irridescent 
colour guards of moons

flaming emerald 
Nishimura 
lights up dark night sky 

fiercely mesmermising 
like a god ridden 
firefly, 

hauntingly 
borne, eerie
beautiful rune

baptised tears
in bitter waters
the end of that Summer

books and their 
versatile chapters
some kept safe 

exchanging their 
hidden missives, their
covert messages

the pearls
of great price 
for a kingdom of treasure

nets 
and their fish, 
the angels kept

those 
they released,
beyond censure

In those days
they watched 
for signs

3 parts 
a flame
their world

underwater 
satellites drowned 
cabals in their blood red oceans

144,000
sons and daughters 
waited undefined

then, 

the strange others 
arrived 
to rule our demons

in the melting 
tribulation cauldron
glowing Pelacarus

light armoured 
goblins flying like 
strange frightening angels

silver winged 
monarchs 
mantis not praying

peeling back faces 
revealing the bones
of lost souls

the pearls 
of great price,
all,

the souls 
of lost sons 
and daughters

in a lost world

it began 
the end 
of that Summer


(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)







“You doubt 
and you're desperate, 
you wear both your cross 
and your hammer
Such beautiful dreams 
of violence, 
in them your tongue 
is made of silver

But we don't fight like animals, 
we fight like men
No, we don't fight like men, 
we fight like Gods

Holy, Holy

No we don't fight like animals, 
we fight like men
No, we don't fight like men, 
we fight like Gods”
(“Fight Like Gods”, excerpt lyrics)




“When you're underwater whisper
Wait for all the sounds to fall away
When you're underwater 
insert your feet on the wall of things
(“Virginia  Wolfe Underwater”, excerpt lyrics)




“Though seeing, they do not see;
though hearing, they do not hear or understand. 
You will be ever hearing but never understanding;
you will be ever seeing but never perceiving. 
They hardly hear with their ears,
and they have closed their eyes.”




Matt 13:45-46 NIV
Matt 13
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