Lady Labyrinth Poet Free verse

The Sky Cracked Open

"The Sky Cracked Open"



One day 
the Sky cracked open
the yolk of life
shined through

Splinters shifted
blooded angel quills
flew amongst the
black spots in the iris 

20/20 vision 
wild joy ensued
imbued clearly
rapturous ambiguity

Don’t look back

this read
coded in the 
chivalric Quixote
ridden on a donkey's back

it’s all fried

Prophetic 
suspended
in control 
of nothing

ah dreams
soft pillows
lots lost
pillars of salt

stasis
genesis

(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)





"Low Five" Splinter / Sneaker Pimps
https://youtu.be/2IevyK68dgQ





"For still the vision 
awaits its appointed time; 
it hastens to the end - 
it will not lie. 
If it seems slow, 
wait for it; 
it will surely come; 
it will not delay."

***

“It's not that you should never 
love something so much 
that it can control you.
It's that you need to love 
something that much 
so you can never 
be controlled.
It's not a weakness.
It's your best strength.”

***

Control

***

Freedom








LYRICS/ "Low Five" Splinter, Sneaker Pimps
https://genius.com/Sneaker-pimps-low-five-lyrics







1. Prophetic Dreams / You Tube (at Christmas, Home Alone....again, rolls eyes)
2. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Don_Quixote
3. Control. Freedom.







enter piano... 
These altered states and egos
Potential less than zero 
Found God in San Diego
Nothing comes to mind...

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Frederic Parker January 19, 2021 at 4:52 PM most allow themselves to be slaves to many things, being able to recognize it when it happens and having the strength of will to unchain yourself is another matter, many cannot...looking back is one thing, living there is another, born in a world, not of one's choice, then to spend a lifetime in search of chosen things still ends in a dark silence where most are forgotten and yet knowing this my mind still searches for the unknown, like Lot's wife when told to not look back, still does Lady Labyrinth June 5, 2021 at 11:58 AM everyone does don't they? This is how we process our now and what we must venture forward into, to be free of it all.

Ts Poetry December 27, 2020 at 1:27 PM I'll take so coffee with that, would you like me to get you some as well.. hopefully our vision can look past 2020.. beautiful dreams Modesty <3 Lady Labyrinth December 27, 2020 at 3:01 PM French Champagne is a dreadful invention.

Rob Levasseur December 27, 2020 at 8:08 AM ah dreams soft pillows lots lost pillars of salt I mean, seriously? I hope you do know that you are a very good poet and I think you will only get better and better. I am somewhat a prisoner of my own mental constraints--able to produce poetry only when DEEPLY affected by something. But you, you produce magic at every turn. I am wholly impressed and never sell yourself short. Lady Labyrinth December 27, 2020 at 9:09 AM I entertained the idea of entering your competition...lol.. nah. I don't do competitions. But good topic to choose - should garner quite a few contestants. I may still write a poem around the theme. I look forward to reading what creations are entered. I write what I feel, I write about things I know, I write about esoteric subjects that I find fascinating. Like Lot's Wife, Genesis (you know, from that book), for eg, it would be a temptation for most to look backwards. I like to write - that is my main addiction. Which incurs "thinking" and sometimes "imagination". I do write best, when I am deeply affected by something, or someone, eg my daughter. :) Thank you for the compliment.

Lady Labyrinth December 26, 2020 at 10:32 PM The 6th Christmas. LOVE, as always, from the Sures of Purgatory. ;). And I'm not even a Mick - I'm terribly un-pc and my bolshie stance, is irretrievably fixed in some other realm. Yours truly, the irreverent revenant. x Lady Labyrinth December 26, 2020 at 10:34 PM "an intermediate state after death for expiatory purification specifically : a place or state of punishment wherein according to Roman Catholic doctrine the souls of those who die in God's "good grace may make satisfaction for past sins and so become fit for heaven." ;)