Best Eos Poems

On the seventh ray
Of the fourteenth sun
Death hath come twofold
Arose a Titan in this age
Amidst this nimbus looms darkness
Betwixt the ash and sage

Approach cyclical ritual
Dousing...

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"Titan and the Night Tears of Eos" 

Another world calls
dreams in 
the in-between 

place before all

where the night tears 
of Eos never fall
unified consort

Astraeus caresses
dawn...

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Eos byncio a Adwaen Ca 'm enaid
rabid affection tearing emotional 
fences to concious choice of her intention
amau 'm cara 

Lost in valleys that call for...

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Steven, My Love, my best friend in life,

Parents that support me in whatever I do;

My two puppies Zeus & Eos (both mutts)

My heritage of Potawatomi,...

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There is freedom in her beauty.  A confidence that comforts me deep in my soul.  I am in awe.  Purely.  She...

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From stark equinox, a cold wind blows
Maiden Winter closes the final rose,
Now she stands at the frosted gate
Decked in pristine robe so ornate
Dusted leaves drift...

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The weightless float of morn throttles
 like a softly-bathed woman: white, tangy and bubbling
 with a sprig of mint and dew;
 petals’ chests opening a...

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How she rests on grasses from a jungle
Tulips and pines of forest 'round her shed;
A hand exploring time's precious compass
With graced arms afloat, never way...

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"Exits Exist"



prophecies materialised
bad dreams of tomorrow
arrived vaporising today

the higher ones 
prepared their exit plans
they thought they were gods

but they were just
children playing 
at being man...

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Our lusty voice was in the tramp of narrow, winding,
     Scree-littered, deep-rutted roads;     
 Ravens, uttering guttural...

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Beautiful Eos, goddess of dawn
Cursed to love a man like me.
How could I not be drawn
To your luminous beauty?

So I, Tithonus, Prince of Troy,
Plucked the...

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The Southern Cross’ trajectory across
the night sky marks the hours that come to pass.
Her prone figure no longer an hourglass;
by the silvery light of Phoebe’s*...

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when Eros marries
Eos you get a nuance
of love at daybreak....

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Siren Song

“My aching bones protruding desire; 
My mind overtaken by time immemorial. 
A wasteland of dissociation, barren yet flourishing
With fruitful anamnesis of a necromantic epoch;...

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Ever these gifts from Eos of dawn,
Her mornings gently purling  with ray’s early  luster
To herald new sunrise, a  jasper flare--
Robed in ornate...

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