Justin Bordner Poet Epic

The Dawn of My Devil -

The Devil spoke to me
with glee about what could be, promising, possibly,
he thumbed a drum of hearts pulsing
so I could see the drug of love
that I was missing,
a tempo true and rude impossible to elude
took my breath to the hue of blue,

reflections of calm joy and coy laughter,
refractions violent and violet floating vibrantly,
demons and angels in the flesh fighting forever for admiration
of a clever and aloof Trinity demanding dues,

he said may your body be dense and follow the sequence
of the spirits with you and never miss your cue,
I was awestruck, rendering enquiry futile 
as prayers in perdition,
the clouds were copious, his face lucent & sizzling,
nefarious and dangerous these galleys and valleys are,
gamble the gambit of your soul's sanctity,

In the cold stillness consumed by a gray melody
an ancient perfume of rose blood
inflated my mind moonstruck,
a woman wise and disguised like a brilliant bandit
with persuasive eyes presented to me keys to her city,
the Daughter of my Devil was indellibly pretty and sitting lonely saying,
believe me through love and find liberty,
try your luck in rivers red
and in deep seas soliciting felicity,
pick a course and secure your rolling rope
to this feather never to pluck,
horse power and a flower dower,
love your Mother always in hallways dark,
then I was born once more -

J.A.B.  2003

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Laura Breidenthal November 5, 2013 at 4:43 PM Had to return once again to this verse. I have it on my favorites list. Your poetry is out of this world. I admire the energy greatly. Always, Laura Justin Bordner November 11, 2013 at 5:23 PM Thank you for the honor Laura - I have you on my favorites list - my poetry has a tendencies to be apart of many worlds - J.A.B. %

Richard Lamoureux November 5, 2012 at 7:03 AM I enjoyed the poem, I also enjoyed your conversation with Jay, there are a lot of layers here. Well done. Justin Bordner November 5, 2012 at 2:13 PM Thank you Richard - Jay is a warrior - J.A.B. %

Joe Maverick October 21, 2012 at 12:28 PM Quite interesting piece you have penned here Justin; I was drawn by the reality and myth inherent within it.." Justin Bordner October 29, 2012 at 11:31 PM Sensation is very alluring - J.A.B. %

Jay Loveless October 12, 2012 at 9:43 AM Love to read this over and over. It does indeed have a thrilling sense to it. The imagry floats around in my mind. Justin Bordner October 13, 2012 at 11:14 PM Thanks for the honor Jay - I'm glad you noticed, and are attracted to the innate abeyance of this composition - J.A.B. %

Carol Sunshine Brown October 10, 2012 at 2:04 PM Stopping by your poetry list today to tell you thank you for your kind comments on my writing. Your comments were truly appreciated Justin. Love, Carol Justin Bordner October 10, 2012 at 10:51 PM Thanks Carol, for helping to sustain this community and for sharing your unique voice - J.A.B. %

Jay Loveless October 10, 2012 at 9:45 AM This is a masterpiece. Wonderful beautiful and flowing. I loved reading every line. "The Daughter of my Devil...Then I Was Born Once More" One Of my favorites no doubt. Jay Loveless October 17, 2012 at 8:41 AM She is indeed an exciting character. Though her hurt misled her to a greater evil. She became corrupt and rejoyced in the murder of children and other bloodshed. Perhaps it was just a mothers revenge, for the angels cursed her for not coming back to Eden and Jay Loveless October 17, 2012 at 8:41 AM said therefore all children of hers henceforth shall die....If I were a mother however, I perhaps would want anothers child to raise as my own rather than killing all the unborn and newborn. Revenge is a sick and twisted knife and will always turn its blade back on its beholder. Justin Bordner October 13, 2012 at 11:11 PM I possess an effortless sympathy with the allegory, or truth of Lillith's frustration,perhaps betrayl, and a respect for her fierce sense of soveriegnty - makes me wonder why the Almighty & Adam mistrusted her - she must be a very intense soul - I am attracted, & revering to both of the original female personas, but Lillith excites me more than Eve- J.A.B. % Justin Bordner October 13, 2012 at 11:04 PM I am very happy that you shared your knowledge of early history with me Jay - on the rare occassions that you have done so, I have been significantly impressed with the exactitude & conviction with which you exspoused your views - Jay Loveless October 12, 2012 at 9:41 AM Therefore, If that is possible, then I believe in a way who's to say we are all Eves Daughters and that some of us are not Lilliths instead....In the olden days they use to say that redheads were the Daughters Of Lillith. Jay Loveless October 12, 2012 at 9:41 AM That is why we were called witches, Demons, Succubi, Creatures who were born from trees and lived without souls, and were then murdered by fire and stones and drowning. But, perhaps they were right all along. Ponder that. ~Always Jay Jay Loveless October 12, 2012 at 9:40 AM Well they say that Lillith (Adams first wife) became the Devils wife when she ran away from Eden to the Red Sea, to mate and produce demon offspring because she refused to submit to Adam who treated her as a lesser female rather than an equal though she was created from the same earth as he (Which is why Eve was then created from his Rib) Justin Bordner October 10, 2012 at 10:49 PM There is something dangerous & exciting about this write Jay, glad you found it stimulating - I personally like the notion that the Devil has a daughter, in a way she represents all women, in another way, she is much more than mortal - her love commands a high price - Thanks for the love - J.A.B. %

Pace Ink-U-Script October 8, 2012 at 12:27 PM How lucky am I to have stopped by..this is one thought provoking piece..the spirit and the flesh are always at battle! Love the flow and the first line down to the last! regards..INK-U-SCRIPT Justin Bordner October 8, 2012 at 7:28 PM Even within our faults we may glimpse the truth of our ability and purpose Pace - I am happy that you know my work, our world - thanks for acknowledging the rhythm - J.A.B. %

Bukang Liwayway October 7, 2012 at 11:45 AM superb write...fantastic epic!! i like it...thanks for sharing friend Justin..cheers!! (^_^) Justin Bordner October 8, 2012 at 7:29 PM I am proud of our mutual respect Maria, so glad you enjoyed this canvas - J.A.B. %

Andrea Dietrich October 7, 2012 at 11:44 AM Very chilling. You have a very interesting mind. a very different writing style from my own but I quite enjoy these descriptions! Justin Bordner October 8, 2012 at 7:31 PM Writing history tends to be interesting Andrea - chronicaling life is a responsibility, as you well understand - I love your style and teachings - J.A.B. %

Anne-Lise Andresen October 6, 2012 at 2:29 PM A powerful and heavily poems. - Very well written - Have a superbly weekend Justin. - oxox love Anne-Lise :) Justin Bordner October 6, 2012 at 11:16 PM So glad to feel your spirit Anne - I'm buying marble this weekend for home decor - purchases like this always make me feel superb, along with compliments from artists that I admire & learn from - I like the new avatar - J.A.B. %

Harry Horsman October 6, 2012 at 8:34 AM this is excellent Justin, love the way you have woven the saga together, wonderful flow, and a very strong message.... Justin Bordner October 6, 2012 at 11:19 PM Thanks Harry, for addressing the flow of the poem - there really is a savory speed to it - I adore good alliteration - it means alot to me that a real veteran of the craft appreciates the substance of such works - J.A.B. %

Laura Breidenthal October 6, 2012 at 12:44 AM Absolutely loved this poem. Just how you worded it and everyting-- gave me chills~Keep up the spectacular work. Always, Laura Justin Bordner October 6, 2012 at 11:12 PM It gave me chills too Laura - much about life, including the birthing process is a gamble, and throwing the dice can make a soul get hot with excitment or cold with panic - I got fever chills! So nice to hear from you again! J.A.B. %