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Psychomanteum

Flee, my Heart! Leave this vessel, a husk of metal- my Spirit sick!
Now! Depart! No Conscious wrestled, decisions settled- fingers pricked!
A map to chart, my tested mettle, deeply nettled- the wounds I've licked; 
A Quest to start, the finest fettle, a boat of petals- please kill me quick!

Such Agony! To be besotted, tightly knotted- paltry sums;
A Felony! Memory blotted, Veins are clotted- Soul succumbed!
Lo! Verily, the Time allotted, eyes are spotted- gently strummed;
Terribly, the Gods have plotted- like Ghosts in Psychomanteums!

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Kelly Deschler

Date: 3/13/2014 5:04:00 PM

It sounds to me like all of your unfinished business has been put to rest, and you just want to move on and start anew. I loved this deeply soulful and expressive write, BP! This was also rhymed to perfection, of course! :)

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 3/14/2014 12:46:00 PM

Thanks as always, SP <3

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 3/6/2014 11:31:00 AM

This is somehow dark,ghosttly and sad.. But that boat of petals gives me a glimpse of hope.Forget the mirrors..the reflections of the deep..Sail on that boat and do not let the petals fragrance pass your life..unnoticed.Very deep Chan

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 3/6/2014 11:42:00 AM

Thanks as always, Charm. Your words always make me smile. You are a gem :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/3/2014 10:14:00 AM

No don't go we need more of your talent here..Enjoyed reading this one today..Sara

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 3/3/2014 1:36:00 PM

I appreciate that, Sara. I'm not going anywhere :)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/3/2014 9:48:00 AM

Personally this one works for me and yes I agree you are being to hard on yourself.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 3/3/2014 1:37:00 PM

Thanks, Richard. I'm just not too fond of it. I'm glad you and others enjoy it :)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/1/2014 3:17:00 PM

Thanks for the explanation it ads a fourth dimension to your poem.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 3/1/2014 3:38:00 PM

I appreciate that, Richard. Unfortunately, the whole poem is centered around that word in order to make it the showcase and a focal point, I think, and it ends up being too contrived. Maybe I'm being hard on myself. I'm just experimenting with different techniques and some don't always pan out, like this poem, for instance ;)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/27/2014 5:13:00 PM

What is psychomanteums?? Enquiring minds wish to know. I find this poem intriguing, dark and intriguing.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 3/1/2014 2:59:00 PM

Hi, Richard. Thanks for stopping by, my friend :) A "psychomanteum" is a room made from mirrors, used mostly in the golden age of spirit mediums and seances. The mirrors were purported to help augment or amplify psychic powers or the power of spirits. A conduit, basically :)

Nette Onclaud

Date: 2/26/2014 10:20:00 AM

fiery work, chan.. a beautiful rant.. visceral!!.. huggs

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 3/1/2014 2:59:00 PM

Much appreciated, Nette :)

Painted Hunter

Date: 2/25/2014 10:33:00 AM

This should be in a play, Chan. Loved it!

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 2/25/2014 11:59:00 AM

Thanks, bud; always great to get a compliment like that :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/21/2014 7:55:00 PM

hey, I think I did not forget to visit your poems after all. I went back and saw I had read some two days ago! Anyway, here is a new one, and it has a very classic feel to it. What inspired this one?

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 2/22/2014 10:27:00 AM

Hey, Andrea. The word "Psychomanteum" itself inspired the poem; I heard it mentioned in an X-Files episode. Thanks for the read :)