Akashic Aisle
Poet’s Note : [Sapphic Stanza is normally four lines. This poem is a Sapphic Stanza Multiple ]
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In Dark Womb of God it is tender and warm
we receive Turkish Delight chocolate stormed
cut it in half with our fingers circled in white
receiving….bite, right
Laughter is not false sounds coming from masked stings
only pure rings from bellies, see death basked
Bestower told us to rest awhile, spirit style
yin-yang__opposite dials
They cannot bother us here with insert stares
a whirlwind majestic lifted us up high
done as much as we could before new missions
delivered … requests
Below stuck in muck, we need not to be bothered
for time being was a delicious smother
walking down our Akashic Aisle for miles, miles
reading _____ our beguiles
Roman temple structures, ruptures and arrows Dark Nights of Souls we watched as movies narrow
fascinating debates in vacant spaces, weaned
mirrors galore gleaned …
Murky waters where stale grief slithered in blood
fun to see so many facets falling in flood
armour and daggers of all sorts with flowers
serpents in bowers _____
Still you wanted to stuff your pockets, in case angels laughed at your haste around corners chaste
past present future all one we understood
Eternity’s good …
In nowhere could we weep, it mattered little
could sing any hymn though they sounded brittle
chose to peruse any life for reaping thrills
talents ____ on frills
Gilded manuscripts, sigils, bells, shells, totems
we could keep what we wanted, Power honoured
Faith with abundance laws aligned, for sure more
shore doors gaping wide…..
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