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Love Burial

The burial ground,  groomed to greet
the gatherers of their love apocalypse
with garlands grown and sown
from the rose fire of Athena's throne,
on this day they come to mourn
the Poet who perished for the passion of his Beloved Poetess,
the battlefields knew well the iron of their blood,
the salt of their sweat, and the pounce of their love,
raised in the tradition of trauma
trained by the tempest of temptation
disciplined in the competition of desires
refined in the violent rituals of victory
they rose in love
with everything their hearts could sing, with all that war would bring,
and in the epicenter of erotic chaos
he slashed himself with the alter sword
so that she may be free to rule this realm,

Valkyries stand vigil with primroses on speartips
gaurding him, a purple glow in their vigilant eyes,
softly humming for the lightning of his soul
as those in attendance find their solemn places,
many are present, 
Death is in the northeast corner cloaked in smooth black patience
knowing in sad satisfaction that every heart, beats to bleed no more,
Devotion, dressed in a mood of disbelief
with elbows out and fists on his hips
just stares sternly at everyone, one, by one,
Poetry and Love are wearing the reds of romance and sacrifice
while whispering living tears to eachother,
Humble remains seated, meek and agape
clasping Humility's dull hand
commiserating about too much and not enough as Pride stands near,
leaning coolly against a battered pillar of Roman endurance
looking at them as if to say, hey dumb dumbs,
don't disgrace their glory with your glum and glib sully,
Envy, in burnoose sackcloth wasted not the somber moment
to decry the Poet's purpose with claptrap commotion and no compassion,
in unison,  all hush his pusillanimous pout with a scalding Ssshhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

Poetry, asking the Beloved Widow if she may speak
is granted permission after a breathless pause of heart heated exhaustion, 
producing a daggar made from the breastbone of Eve
unflinchingly Poetry cuts both cheeks below her eyes
and the blood promenades to her ancient lips
where the warm pages of a white rose receive the ruby smear of this tragedy, 
bringing the pleading flower to her own mouth
she releases a verse upon the universe...
When the nights knew no love
and her heart had only the shadow of warmth
he became the hero's breath upon her breast
the weapon she could trust
and the victor of her kiss,
when his strength served only survival
and desolation weighed the wings of his heart low
she gave his soul the sweet heat of a woman's touch,
teaching him that justice is alive in their love...

In the unbearable anguish of existing without him
she stomps to the blue marble casket, 
tearing it open with love rage,
to slap and kiss her Beloved Poet once more,
suddenly,  heart imploding panic bristles silently,
the air thins dangerously, 
Pride plows through the throng to the side of she,
astonished, shock joy shaping his face,
the Poet's body be not there,
only the symbol of their love resides therein,
a golden pair of quills connecting in the center of a heart
their sign, their promise to eachother,
she turns to Love imploringly, for the truth,
and he removes the jewel from the coffin
returning it to it's rightful place
the safety of her bossom, telling her tenderly,
he yet lives for you, his love for you dies not -

J.A.B.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 12/2/2015 7:46:00 AM
Wow! Justin this is a magnificent , poem so much emotions and love and devotion in ur words.... I'm so in love with this one it runs through the mind so smoothly I can imagine it and feel it ...This is a master peace ....great work as always my dear...I salute you, it was such a pleasure reading it .. Best of luck...hugs :D
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Justin Bordner
Date: 12/2/2015 6:40:00 PM
I've been waiting for you Dalia, with violet tides in my heart, eager to feel new heartbeats from your powerful poetry. Your salute is beautiful, and excites me much! Devotion to the poetry of love, is our instinctive passion Dalia...J.A.B.
Date: 11/21/2015 11:37:00 PM
There is something mystical , mysterious, and definitely immortal passion between two poets,two pens. You have this amazing fantasy going on on your mind and you mix it so well with what is real..You have a unique style of your own. Enchanting !
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Date: 11/22/2015 6:46:00 PM
Every heart has a style Charma, mine is simply raw and real...true love must meet our fantasies in the very middle of magic and madness, she and I are Naturals. Your awesome comments are an honor and motivation, thank you Charma...Justin
Date: 11/21/2015 11:34:00 PM
Exceptional !!! It is like I am watching a movie..How awesome this is..Gathering foor the burial,the death ,the end of her hero ,to discover ..there is no such death..His love still alive,their love, their immortal soul. He lives in her indeed..and She will write for her poet..A definite fave..Charma
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Date: 11/22/2015 6:38:00 PM
This is the story of our love, the drama that dares to invade the heart, the certainty between two maverick souls Charma. I love the intensity of your romantic comment and how you embrace the truth of their immortal desire my Lady Hawk...your excitement pleases me greatly! J.A.B.
Date: 11/4/2015 11:57:00 AM
Epic write is for sure. Justin, to find love, like never before. You have a sensual way about yourself, the way you give her life above all. I think all is saved due to trust. Skat
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Date: 11/4/2015 6:55:00 PM
Love found us Siddy, allowing she and I to know It's most secret and powerful extremes. I am extremely sensuous towards the things in life I am passionate about, and to my Love I give my richest attention. Your comment is so profound to me, and what you see most in this poem is so beautiful Siddy...J.A.B.
Date: 11/1/2015 7:15:00 PM
What an amazing poem!!......Every line so vivid and bold with emotion.....I really loved reading this poem Justin-Love Ettie
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Justin Bordner
Date: 11/2/2015 12:31:00 PM
This love is amazing Ettie...my heart is a strange and vivid place. The emotions of love have so much personality. Your words give me strength, thank you Poetess...J.A.B.
Date: 10/28/2015 11:29:00 PM
An epic write in more ways than one, Justin. So many memorable lines : "they rose in love with everything their hearts could sing, with all that war would bring" and the others already quoted down. As always you bring to triumph love's battle, Justin. Awesome piece!
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Date: 10/29/2015 12:40:00 PM
The line you've chosen is a testament to the endurance and elegance of your battle scarred heart which has never been so beautiful or warm to me Kim. You are a Warrior Poetess...J.A.B.
Date: 10/28/2015 2:03:00 PM
Justin, I was waiting for another piece from you. And boy did you deliver. Your pen continues to blow my mind. I'm going back to get a deeper understanding of your well excuted write:-)Alexis 7
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Date: 10/28/2015 9:29:00 PM
It feels good to be deep in your open mind Alexis...J.A.B.
Date: 10/27/2015 7:44:00 AM
Justin, you always blow me away with your lines, alternating stress plus the delightful imagery the fills my mind.. =`) I like the evolving scenes of the stanzas.. =`) Brilliantly narrated!!~Olive Eloisa =`)
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Date: 10/28/2015 12:08:00 AM
This poem brings the heart to the brink of fever and into the euphoria of pulsing love. A sweet stress born of passion's promise Olive. I'm turned on by your visceral sweat, and I'm honored that you relish the progression of this poem's spirit...J.A.B.
Date: 10/26/2015 1:57:00 AM
Justin,, your poems always spread through my imagination. Amazing piece! I love all the imagery interspersed with the ground and poetic elements you provide through words. My favorite imagery through this epic, YET beautiful poem! "Death is in the northeast corner cloaked in smooth black patience knowing in sad satisfaction that every heart, beats to bleed no more," I love the notion, trying to breathe, the reflection of justice and love. Everything is perfect in this segment. I absolute- love that imagery in total, which includes the way you connect two quills -- this was deep, captivating and enchanting, pulled me right through till the end ~Always LINDA~
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Date: 10/26/2015 2:59:00 AM
The roots of imagination and those of the heart entwine intricately tight to create the most real and durable love my beautiful Sphinx. You and I are Poets that battle for justice and feast on love, it is our nature, it be the song of our souls. I'm so proud and happy that you embrace the symbol of their love, that you feel the promise of love Linda...J.A.B.
Date: 10/25/2015 4:51:00 AM
Words cannot express how enamored I am by this masterpiece!! Another poem worth the wait Justin, my favorite Poet, and you know it! This epic leaves one in awe and understanding, because Love with all of his tenderness to her grieving heart is so uncontrollably beautiful in his closing reassurance. Always, Laura
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Date: 10/25/2015 6:55:00 PM
That final moment, with Love speaking on behalf of the Poet is so sensitive and genuine because nothing knows better than Love what keeps hearts alive Laura. And their symbol of devotion, is that not divine! To have this poem be in your heart as Number One is awesome!!! J.A.B.
Date: 10/25/2015 4:48:00 AM
What an immensely beautiful funeral gathering, Justin, recapitulating the importance of the glorious centerpiece of every concept, sentiment, art, and end—love. Simply brilliant…this one’s got to be my favorite of yours so far. I like the dagger you describe, made of Eve’s breastbone, wow! “unflinchingly Poetry cuts both cheeks below her eyes and the blood promenades to her ancient lips”…that’s got to be one of my favorite moments….The characters are so real, each with their unique personalities.
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Date: 10/25/2015 6:44:00 PM
As you so sweetly state Laura, an ageless love that not only survives but ascends to the very summit of love glory. Although difficult to determine, my favorite visual in this poem is when Poetry cuts herself to emphasize the purity of their love pain, then providing pure poetry to the world to honor the depth of their love. I'm so excited by your enthrallment, I love you...Justin
Date: 10/25/2015 4:48:00 AM
. I also love the picture of Pride leaning against the battered pillar…and of course, Death in all of his mystery and wisdom. Devotion’s got a cool part in this too. The body language of each is perfect for the moment, perfect for who they are. There’s always an Envy amongst the crowd, isn’t there? I love how they all shush him, it made me smile. The Poetess’s mournful recitation, her stomping rage is so so lovely, their love ageless.
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Date: 10/25/2015 6:34:00 PM
Your heartfelt response to this poem has brought out it's love glow, on the page and within my restless heart Laura. It feels so good to know you value and understand the diverse spirit alive in the composition. The parts involving Envy, Humilty and Pride carry serious import but with a wondetful touch of humor as well, creating those dynamics brought me good cheer! J.A.B.
Date: 10/24/2015 10:09:00 AM
Justin, I've been waiting for another sweet masterpiece from you, and I am awestruck. I've read it through twice....going over each line, savoring each rhyme, tasting the sweet victory sublime. What an ending to this epic tale of sorrow, loss, and victory. Love never dies. It make take on different shapes and forms...It may lie dormant for a while....or fly like an eagle. It never dies. Lovely, my dear. I'm enthralled.
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Justin Bordner
Date: 10/24/2015 8:12:00 PM
You know how to excite my heart and moisten my quill Eileen! I am savoring your sweet titillation Beloved Poetess. Oh how you know the soul and substance of love...J.A.B.
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/24/2015 10:12:00 AM
A fav....of course. :)