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Light On the Devil's Chord -Day 1

And the music began,
And with power so strong, I nearly fell back from the force
Snarling, smiling, demons held me upright,
As the Precarious Prince began,

“Dare you in silence come to me, Daughter of Eve,
To challenge my wisdom with your lust to sing,
A child of God—you provoke His flea,
A monster in the dark—a sight to see!

In meditative silence, I was ever blooming,
The passion for power in my mind consuming,
In silence, my brilliance berated all other
My beauty, shocking, my wings of color

Etched in golden array, 
Silence was my everything,
A bud so tight, so light, so moist,
In heaven bright—its beam rejoiced!

And now, as knowledge, as power do burst,
I sit in silence, though in the worst
A quiet so perturbed your stomach curbs,
I long in luster for demons to disturb

Silence, once a subordinate to my wit,
Had found its way into this grimy pit,
Where now your God has given me,
A work of sloppy treachery…

Had I been He, and He been me,
I would throw His heart into the sea,
And watch the eels suck each artery
And listen to his lullabies for a century,
To feel his spirit sweat in the flames of my power,
I would shred his head on the highest tower,
Give him something to really Bab-bel,
Make him wish Eve had crushed that apple” 

He smiled at me with teeth protruding, 
Head craning,
Keenly waiting for my reply
My throat was insanely dry, and my heart racing
I had expected more, yet expected less…
And now all my wits were a wretched mess

Yet still Death severed those deep bass chords..
I began as a child would, with a doubtful sigh,
I wondered yet again what kind of trouble I was coming by
And inspired by The Reaper’s little push, I began

“In my days in your presence, dear one
Silence shall not roam too close,
I do not sing to disdain you,
Rather to know you, 
I do not grow quiet,
To decompose you…”

I stopped for a moment, 
To see him staring rather attentively,
As if he were expecting a miracle
His almost angelic expression changed as quick as it came…

“Go on…” He demanded. “Sing me what your God would have sang…”

“You speak of silence, in the fogs of doom,
In your pit you dwell, and with a child you make room,
I have ached long in the vision of your cries,
Watching the happy children, and the relieving sighs,
I imagined you just as I see you today,
A beautiful sufferer, with wit, bite, and sway
Crushing courage in your wake,
I implore you—you quake
Moments like these I will never forget,
To win, to lose, to KNOW I wait yet!
What is it with man and his thirst for the truth,
Leading him to fall, to intercede his youth,
And as I do now, wrong or right,
By God and his angels has found delight!
Allowed me with confidence to face you Prince,
A sauntering being of ire and impertinence
I see where your attention bleeds,
I see your mind and I see your needs
Such darkness must now allow some light,
By accepting my challenge—a bravery so bright
Do I mean to admire you, accept you, despise you
Am I hear to judge you, taunt you, transpire you
You and you alone I come for, oh Prince
To show you I care, to break the silence
To share with you the precious gifts of song,
To love, to sing, and in turn…belong…”

The demons chimed with laughter dark
As the Prince sat close beside me
He stood very slow, towering over me,
And took me by the arm

“Charming voice, darling,
You sing quite well,
Shall we sing for as long as you say?
Will you not be missed?”

He pointed above me, and stared at me deeply
There was warning written all over him
A threatening, distant eye,
The other full of desire

“I am missed by you, though I stand before you,
This I say, Prince
I shall stay with you 40 days and 40 nights, 
And then I shall leave you, in the breaking dawn of day…”

His grip tightened upon me,
“I have you, child, woman…light…
For 40 Days and 40 nights… 
Before then, let us make history of song
Yes, my dear... let us both belong…”

The demons gasped,
And Death stood still…steadily strumming a pulse of daring life


----Thank you once again, Justin Bordner, for the title to this work. 
This may be confusing if you have not yet read the other parts to the poem.  If you are interested, they are called Light On the Devil’s Chord – Part 1, Part 2 Part 3 as well as The ChallengeThanks for reading friends! ~Laura

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Date: 2/7/2015 9:31:00 PM
Continued...3. You will either change his heart...or he will keep you with him in that place of broken light...you must convert him to love or escape not his jealousy. You are blooming like never before Laura! FAV!!!! J.A.B.
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 2/8/2015 1:21:00 AM
Justin!! I can't tell you how good it is to see you here!! Such a beautiful review my dear...your words warm me! Thank you so much for your support! ~Laura
Date: 2/7/2015 9:24:00 PM
Continued...2. The verse of barbarous attack upon himself as God ingeniously show his self loathing, or, his cognizance of his own awesome power of havoc and envy, which indicates he is incapable of understanding natural balance and compassion which Deity truly knows and displays by allowing him existence in the natural order of the Universe. "There was warning written all over him..." I think you've charmed him Laura...the Devil is a very jealous creature though...J.A.B.
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Date: 2/7/2015 9:16:00 PM
Continued...Beautiful sympathy for the Devil's obession to control rather than to cooperate with beauty. "Beautiful sufferer...What is it with man and his thirst for truth, leading him to fall, that intercedes his youth..." incredible handling of his heart's attitude, going directly to the source of his anguish. Gorgeous poise Laura...J.A.B.
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Date: 2/7/2015 8:33:00 PM
This song of dangerous, sympathetic, and intimate quest request the hell of this dark angel's heart Laura. This is why you are my lovely Gothic Princess...this why you are so tempting to the soul, so disquieting to sorrow. You have brought the Devil a dream that may break his angry soul! The magnitude of compassion, confrontation, and yes, even subtle lust between you two is absolutely riveting in this indisputable Masterpiece! J.A.B.
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Date: 2/5/2015 7:29:00 AM
And Death stood still…steadily strumming a pulse of daring life...I am waiting for the next episode, Laura.Love>>rajat
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 2/5/2015 4:23:00 PM
Haha! You're sweet! Thanks Rajat ^///^
Date: 2/2/2015 1:14:00 AM
interesting
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 2/2/2015 6:50:00 PM
Thanks Ruth! I'm glad you found it interesting. ~Laura