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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) "Conceits" Such conceits as veils between our windowed worlds torn torrential incomplete mayst thou watch and learn the one I spawned, strength beats weakness carried soft and harsh one direction or the other strength and weakness both carried soft and harsh ego and pride is a black bog marsh through great battles thou must not tarry, now time, like falling sand, falls fast, to the greatest depths of nothing abandon futile arguments needs must now be replaced with hearts that take each soul back by the feet to journey circle onward reach thy gifted fates each a key for thy merited selection poesies I have charmed bewitched, and pressed like legends ‘tween each page as if their strident subtlety marks thee my greatest guest and my greatest woe, yet thee, my most ardent pleasure to invest lovely April of thy prime ‘tween each page I have steeped in each chalice damnation struck by pure divine shards of broken hell under heels bleeding extracted military precision in the unbless’ed healing written through stigmata I viciously cast out demons effortlessly I swallowed them like burley they were all sinking ships departing safe harbour for thy future memory twixt it all, two stigmas caught in the cross fire, fierce warriors neither never sainted martyrs the tower, brick by mortal brick for thy dismantle and thy keep the shadows and the sunshine on each brick a name and a number to engage fast and firm each golden conjuration how thou art seen through Venus glass of alchemist thy mother’s silver pane the burning passion of her loss returning prime blood vain and seamed undone in all the carnage remains stalwart, fearless, lucid and supernaturally undamaged for herself and her number one metaphysical marks séance sung in the chronicles of wasted time her treatise is now won thou art the emeralds she has worn draped in repeating rhyme constant and true in defeat and victory war cries jade fires shooting stars her shining comet that in its tale burned away all dark nights disintegrates ghouls in their usurping veils murdering the darling fools all flashing untruths like false pyrite so far away, held captive by the past yet in her dreams held close the scorching burns salved by her cascading waterfalls she materialised with might walking electric and invisible seeking you out on the other side of yesterday’s cursed pride towards good morrows she marched right through it all, planting herself mind naked, a lonely ghost on strange word humming walls in the place of haunting portals there are keys for tokens strange words and puzzles to be re-arranged, then broken her wild forests growing vast tomes like climbing ivy territorial smothers every wound seeking you, each letter in each word in each sentence, a murder of crows sent flying across a white sky, reaching out for your magnetised deep green pools reeling you in, realing you in meeting twin-like the one magnetised mind there in her vast unmeasured caverns to you now open and entranced the hallowed central core beckons forth your much anticipated debut entrance as ever, whilst afraid you are courageous there you stand alone you, its final keeper to embrace its imprinting significant purpose inviting your reflection to mine, that is her's, ever forever nearer the centre of you no longer sleeper empathic fearless freedom blooms to live as dreamt in her highest dimension branching ever upwards in her transformative sky there are no enclosed rooms there is justice, and re-generation prodigious prodigy an extra gift for thee new bountiful feather quills to fly and write new skies some kind of good dark angel beckons lost novice unbending and evolving bathed in its Love Light you, the sweetest green apple of her eyes hold the keys to open all inside set loose set free full grown the wingspan you possess to soar and claim your own blue sky (LadyLabyrinth / 2022) for my daughter, Georgia with ALL my Love "New Generation"/XavieRinato https://youtu.be/UZXSMBH6iZc conceits https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conceit#Metaphysical metaphysical https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metaphysical_poets Fates https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moirai Sonnet 3, Shakespeare https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/50644/sonnet-3-look-in-thy-glass-and-tell-the-face-thou-viewest Sonnet 106, Shakespeare https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45102/sonnet-106-when-in-the-chronicle-of-wasted-time 3 John 4
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