Lady Labyrinth Poet Romanticism

The Syballine

"The Syballine"



Behind closed eyelids
the curtains of the mind
open to silent applause
Sun screens are slick and applied 
shining bright Ultra Violet
a violent Light
all over a body
of work, unseen
words written 
tattooed black
on smooth satin alabaster
beneath piercing opalescent lasers 
frosty green
burning the tithed pages 
of a rosy crucifixion
cast aside, palms raised
and speaking in secret tongues 
whispering necromantic Psalms 
fed open-handed to wailing seabirds
carrying songs of majesty
slow winged, powerful and heavy
towards a pregnant 
waxing beguiling witches'
Black Sabbath moon
this doesn’t stop the burn 
bare legs stretch open
a story being born 
and somewhere 
magnetised 
nude feet 
walk towards 
the naked 
Syballine
standing still
within the shallow 
fire opal ocean
arms lifting
conjuring new powers
not humble,
in fierce supplication 
raised upwards
now to pearly clouds
there beneath the 
Too Soon,
a dawning golden orb,
stands Blue Sky
holding the Sun
her back 
is turned 
see the spine
fine boned
joints like a ladder
your fingers
like lightening
trace their course
silky seduction
they play her 
tight strung
held in your arms
caressed like a cello
bow steaming
her keys turned
ignition
forgotten kisses
carried on the 
slender shoulders
of life -
now see 
the Sun rising
lips ripe
heart bleeding 
black wings unfolding
fallen, no longer disguising
she turns

Journeying from the Deep
Expelled from the shallows

(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)






"And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky"


"And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light"














"Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine..."

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Lady Labyrinth October 30, 2022 at 4:47 PM Echoes – Pink Floyd https://youtu.be/KBca3xf-j3o Lady Labyrinth October 30, 2022 at 4:47 PM LYRICS, “Echoes” – Pink Floyd https://genius.com/Pink-floyd-echoes-lyrics

Ts Poetry July 25, 2020 at 10:16 AM Thoughts to be showcased indeed... congratulations M Lady Labyrinth July 25, 2020 at 8:26 PM Danke Schön mein herr.

Sam Kauffman July 24, 2020 at 4:16 PM Hi LL! You have a wonderful way of pairing words that don't seem to go together making them into poetry - "rosy crucifition," "necromantic Psalms." Love the shape. Congratulations on your POTD. Lady Labyrinth July 24, 2020 at 4:55 PM Thank you Sam. Call it insanity. The term 'rosy crucifixion' hails from Henry Miller's 3 stories. Colour was used in this poem, and I thought rosy fitted well with crucifixion, in a different context....but then again, maybe similar on some levels.

Darlene De Beaulieu July 24, 2020 at 12:29 PM Hello Lady Labyrinth, you have really used your imagination onthese poems. Congrats. Enjoy your day my friend. Lady Labyrinth July 24, 2020 at 3:59 PM Thank you Lady De Beaulieu.

Sunlite Wanter July 24, 2020 at 8:41 AM What patience you have to create this poem in this shape. Congratulations. Lady Labyrinth July 24, 2020 at 3:58 PM Indeed Sunlite. Thank you.

Paula Goldsmith July 24, 2020 at 8:08 AM Congratulations on your POTD win. What a pen you have filled with so much creativity. I love your open. Never thought of eyelids as curtains but you are so right. Enjoy your win and day........... Lady Labyrinth July 24, 2020 at 3:58 PM Thank you Paula.

Arturo Michael July 24, 2020 at 6:17 AM Congratulations Leanne on POTD... from a boot up of Poetry Soup to an outstanding poetic write this morning...All the best Lady Labyrinth July 24, 2020 at 3:58 PM Thank you. x

Robert Lindley July 23, 2020 at 7:00 AM Always I find myself marveling at the creativity, depths and sometimes spiritual gleanings of your superbly crafted poetry! That you do so combine light and dark seemingly effortlessly into a rare gleaming gem. This is truly an inspirational new piece. And a fav.... God bless.. your many poetic gifts given us.... Robert Lindley July 24, 2020 at 2:00 PM As you say- ""I relate well to darkness. Some of the most interesting stories are borne out of darkness. x"" Yet some too readily dismiss as if it is a scary beat, a taboo subject in poetry.. Which I quite correctly counter with the fact that a great many world famous poets, golden poets of old-- wrote dark poetry. Seems modern education, historic references to history of poetry is vastly absent from these poets scant knowledge base. Yet I've encountered that criticism far, far too often from such self-appointed, uninformed judging gods.. Lady Labyrinth July 23, 2020 at 12:41 PM Thank you Lindley. You can be assured, I'm no flummery confection for mass distribution at a Wendy's Outlet, I'm no Cinderella - I relate well to darkness. Some of the most interesting stories are borne out of darkness. x

Ts Poetry July 22, 2020 at 2:59 PM and long the echoes sound, reverberating through the mind...held, if only for a moment in time xx Lady Labyrinth July 22, 2020 at 6:27 PM "For a woman, all resurrection, all salvation, from whatever perdition, lies in love; in fact, it is her only way to it.” Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground, White Nights, The Dream of a Ridiculous Man, and Selections from The House of the Dead