Lady Labyrinth Poet Narrative

Where Love Lasts Longer

"Where Love Lasts Longer"

My world is blue 
and green 
I sleep within the 
blue 
I see through the 
green 
the dreams 
that follow me
overtake the 
black and white
bleeding into 
whitewashed gray 
within the inner 
portrait of me
the ruins 
they spray painted
covered in graffitti
the core 
like a diamond
remains 
from what 
they framed
the day of great
betrayal
hung on a wall
like flowers
to dry with 
the life sucked
out of me, flattened 
like a bad memory
pressed between
indolent pages 
the dreams 
that follow me
overtake the 
black and white
bleeding into 
whitewashed gray 
within the inner 
portrait of me
the core 
like a diamond
unbreakable
remains

My world is blue 
and green 
I sleep within the 
blue 
I see through the 
green 

eventually 
I awake from the dream
into another dream

where sentences are shorter
and love lasts longer
and the unwanted 
memories fade


(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)







“You are a diamond my dear, they can’t break you”. 

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Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:51 PM “Through darkness diamonds spread their richest light.” (John Webster)

Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:43 PM “Let us suppose that this ounce of mud is left in perfect rest, and that its elements gather together, like to like, so that their atoms may get into the closest relations possible. Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:44 PM Let the clay begin. Ridding itself of all foreign substance, it gradually becomes a white earth, already very beautiful; and fit, with help of congealing fire, to be made into finest porcelain, and painted on, and be kept in kings’ palaces. But such artificial consistence is not its best. Leave it still quiet to follow its own instinct of unity, and it becomes not only white, but clear; not only clear, but hard; not only clear and hard, but so set that it can deal with light in a wonderful way, and gather out of it the loveliest blue rays only, refusing the rest. We call it then a sapphire. Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:44 PM Such being the consummation of the clay, we give similar permission of quiet to the sand. It also becomes, first, a white earth, then proceeds to grow clear and hard, and at last arranges itself in mysterious, infinitely fine, parallel lines, which have the power of reflecting not merely the blue rays, but the blue, green, purple, and red rays in the greatest beauty in which they can be seen through any hard material whatsoever. We call it then an opal. Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:44 PM In next order the soot sets to work; it cannot make itself white at first, but instead of being discouraged, tries harder and harder, and comes out clear at last, and the hardest thing in the world; and for the blackness that it had, obtains in exchange the power of reflecting all the rays of the sun at once in the vividest blaze that any solid thing can shoot. We call it then a diamond. Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:44 PM Last of all the water purifies or unites itself, contented enough if it only reach the form of a dew-drop; but if we insist on its proceeding to a more perfect consistence, it crystallizes into the shape of a star." (John Ruskin, Modern Painters: Volume 5. Of Leaf Beauty. Of Cloud Beauty. Of Ideas Of Relation).

Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:43 PM “The soul is placed in the body like a rough diamond, and must be polished, or the luster of it will never appear.” (Daniel Defoe).

Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:09 PM Avatar: The Way of Water | Forest | Ambient Soundscape Lady Labyrinth April 1, 2023 at 6:09 PM https://youtu.be/Xk2AUBccBTE