Best Myst Poems
Maid of the Myst
I lie in repose
Under the falls
In a tranquil pool
Of turquoise blue
He left me for another
This I could not suffer
My pain already drowning me
I fell from the falls
Spectacular was the news
Young girl with the blues
Dives to her cherished death
My lover left me for I was on meth
I was confused and skin so bruised
Misused and tears seeped from my veins
No one at all could know this enduring pain
So now under the falls I enjoy the rain
My soul lies deep
Under waters so very steep
I wait, and I wait
To be alive again
From the skies
Not another… but I see a phone that dives
Floating downwards upon my weary breast
A chance you see, finally I was blessed
I call from the depths below
Like a spirit I begin to glow
Daddy daddy is that you?
From below I call to say a proper adieu
Found inside her pocket
I miss you daddy
I love you so much
Forgive my wild youth
Remember me as I was in your arms
Long ago with my pony tails
Your little cuddly pumpkin
Love you daddy
“Rewind Forward”
Memory mirror
supple sylph yields
and naked
walks through liquid glass
towards your dark eyes
to float in black
legs wrapped
rapture drawn deep
unclothed into your arms
bathed bare
you climb my mountains
pull me in
your fingers coiled
tight and unforgiving
around my silken hair
mouth drawn to bare
omni amor libido
opalescent skin glistens
slow dance
silence listens
caught in time
elementals float in the aether
no walls no stairs no roads
bodies in rhythm rhyme -
in your dark mirrors
are all my blue skies -
dream duelling flames
tongues do not speak
they torch a burning blaze
there are no nights
there are no days
two flaming souls
deep dive
erotic waves
they read no maps
trysting in their lovely trap
Pantoums
each the other world
Phantom
opium kissed lips
repeat repetition
Ships lost at sea
in our ghost myst
a fierce longing
a holy confederacy
Kisses long and languid
Luscious long neck licks
Drink my life
Your need is met
my mead is sweet
and want is whet
Honey swallowed
lost in the love
love in the lost
trapped in the net
an open cave
doorway
where lush moss
waits wet
treasure found
treasure kept
sensual salty
her sea is met
pounds to your
foreign uncharted shore
two rare pearls
are free yet
bound and kept
on the other side
awake forever
with the never slept
hearts open
wounds bleeding
turn the key
Mirror Memory
(LadyLabyrinth/2018)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqEZ_RQ4Cm8
"Flashbacks", Emika
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wF6v7yCthd4
"Flashbacks (reversed)", Emika
“We did not touch each other. We were both leaning over the abyss.”
Anaïs Nin
“Our love would be death. The embrace of imaginings.”
Anaïs Nin
“Secrets. Need to disguise. The novel was born of this.”
Anaïs Nin
"But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover..."
Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kubla Khan
Upon the dawning of each day
Everything is black and grey
The darkness fills the space around him
Somehow the demons won't let him be
Just upon the time for him to change
They come for his life to be rearranged
Breaking through the silver lining of his soul
Letting them in, taking over him... he's a fool
Once he was smothered in beauty
Through time the porcelain skin around his face has shattered.
For now and forever they've made him ugly and broken, Just like you and me.
The soul that once shined, now a black Myst disposing him of his sweet taste. Deformed.
A heart so cold, eliminating him of his feeling.
Upon the rising sun of each day
Everything is white and grey
The light surrounds the darkest of nights
For then the darkness that holds him so tight, shrouds away at the sight of the holy light.
"MYST"
Under Anaesthesia
the dream bleeds fast,
it lasts forever, it’s over too quick
Some kind of fantasy, you meet those you missed
Terra Firma no longer exists
Floating with other beings
Legends are embraced
lovingly long time kissed
In the Bardo, the "Between" place
I'll wait for you
with those missed
I will wait for you
in the
Myst
(Lovejoy-Burton/May 2018)
"Christmas"
I’ll stay with you
towards Christmas
those 12 days
and beyond
a strange few days
we meet in the nether
and hold on ...
like there’s no tomorrow
while the gryphons
try to work out
which side their
mind and body is on
12 days
gifting partridges
their pairs in trees
hidden in the myst
Christmas is
as Christmas does
its extremes and sublimities,
its oh so ... immaculate mess
I’ll stay with you
towards Christmas
those 12 days
and beyond
rocky road
devoured
and trifles
expunged
cherry ripened
cheery
hearts
are us
I’ll stay with you
towards Christmas
those 12 days
and beyond
‘cause,
Poetry
is
Us
isn't it
magic?
'cause
Poetry
is
Us?
Love
to you
wherever you are
never alone
my beautiful one,
there is no ugly
here today in my
heart -
for you
at Christmas,
alone
Love to you,
'cause
Poetry is Us
I’ll stay with you
towards Christmas
those 12 days
and beyond ...
'cause
Poetry is Us
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
at Christmas, 2023
They say dragons don't exist
Maybe the way they fly kept them in the Myst,
Dragon's are very much mystical creatures
They are all so different with many deep features,
Years ago I believe that dragons really were on earth
Even their babies were so cute even at birth,
The precious stones they guarded with their lives
Must have been very special to them to not take any bribes,
The breath of fire that you could see
Was their defense against any enemy,
Their beautiful huge wings that kept them in the sky
Humans often why they disappeared even though they could fly,
These mystical dragons must of had very special powers
They were so big that they were bigger than today's tallest towers,
Dragons are a myth of fantasy
But, if you believe they are real than that is all right with me.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
A gentile man of vivid dreams oft apt to walk at night
Followed where his feet would lead under the pale moon light
When chance he did into a grove of oak and alder trees
He spied a pool of nature's own fed by an ancient spring
There upon he cast his gaze beneath the moon so bright
And saw him something oddly fey revealed with second sight
At once belief that made him he who walked where others went
Faded in the mist of myth and planted there instead
A vision of a greater truth not seen, and yet perceived
From deep within the pool of being, liberation to receive
Reflections at the water's edge revealed his truest form
A life he's yet to realize, or a life he's lived before
For there upon this moon lit night, deep in that ancient wood
Where once there was an aging man an ageless raven stood
Twice born of myst beneath the sky, no longer bound by fear
Casting off his worldly flesh, he leapt into the air
He set his course by moon lit ways, a shadow taking flight
Till found he day light's brilliant rays that freed him from the night."
~Christopher Thor Britt
The Everything Halloween Poetry Contest
Some say that clouds can curve into a dream,
While resting restless roaming in the air.
'Twas I that walked into this cloudy theme,
That myst of mind and matter moved to share.
For breath breathed in my death life new to wear.
From death to life, a clockwork of the past,
A gift of beauty backwards moving fast,
Changing the colors that the clouds consume.
But nothing mortal never seems to last,
And life ended inside my mother's womb.
Many eyes saw me pass, as I rode by
My reasons have fallen, like a brick house with nobody inside
Myself, I am nothing, a mere echoing of You
Yet I insist tis’ our first meeting and that you’ve left me clue
So again we return to this
This Being that incessantly persists
Where no words reach, yet all language subsists
As a hand, silent as the wind gently kissing passed leaves
She journeys through our myst
Convening the plenum as we breath
At night she rests in her natural state,
Yet we upon this rock have gone amiss
Saturated, once again within her tears,
Our purpose her bliss
And life sings its song across the cosmic ocean
For I to witness
Oh if the air could speak...
(alternately titled: ah me go march'n home on derange)
I'll play the devil's advocate, yet
prepare a stance with pitchfork
against misinterpreted faux attempt
to describe, how whet
d'ya column re: immigration officials coe vet
patrol, police, and poison tranquil casa blanca
where killer attack dogs fiendishly pin set
ting sharp fangs at jugular vein of respectful,
dutiful, and blissful (or at least
prior to being sniffed out) innocent
long time laborer on American soil now get
ting Das Boot to their unfamiliar Motherland
(despite living social
as law abiding righteous folks) fret
full, cuz unfairly punished, and
cruelly deported, dispirited, doomed
pained visage non verbally articulates
at un war rented deportation you bet!
with just a flick of the wrist
and alien hated, pigheaded,
and xenophobic ventriloquist
bring back the Alien and Sedition Acts
with a Trumpeting Latina, Hispanic,
and for good measure Mulatto twist,
where original writ (signed into law
by President John Adams in 1798),
historical footnote, aye cannot resist
spooking (like a ghost), those pee pill
born south of the border pooped and pissed
in potties of this proud country, sans free and brave
now frightfully get flushed out
glad to feign dis guise
as one among select Geronimo cadre
we henchman lubricate
wheels of injustice myst
tuff hie hiding dark shadows
(along the edge of night)
thence paddy wagon comes
to screeching halt nabbing
an "illegal alien" name on hit list
code word "bag dad" (biggest quarry)
and score a win
for Barren Trump Tah Mahal Incorporated
impossible mission special ops sentry slithers as trained
fearless to shackle wetback ranked big hest
catch also including booby prize,
as you correctly guessed.
thats the stuff that makes me pist, speak with my fist, caught in a myst of blind fury,
always blury, cant see straight, call it fate or a date with the devil, you put me on another
level that noone can relate, gotta leave the state and never look back, hold my head high,
whenever you see me cry its because i want you to die, look me in my eyes contemplate my
truth from lies, in between the lines you take a breathe, credit for life just to cheat death,
nothings left when you do right, forced to fight in the night, chest is tight, soar like a kite,
up up and away, i made it another day,
in a second it will all change, promises made are sure to fade, freeze the moment, you want
to believe.
whatever they said was meant to deceive, just take heave or leave me alone, stone cold,
born bold,
never too old to make yoou feel young, dont bite your tongue, guns will shoot, but only a
blank,look at your face, i state my case, lets end this cat chase, and meet face to face in
an undisclosed pace, we race to the top, to win the prize, but if you were wise, youd take
your time, quiet as a mime, that will not speak, you dirty sneak, just way too weak but serve
my cause well, to get to HEAVEN you must conquer HELL, go ahead and tell, i already
expected you to tell!!!!!!!! TRADER
I know you as a moment
So there is no need to speak
We watch the sunset from different corners until we meet
The lights go out
And in your presence I am felt
I feel
Nothing less than bliss
Knowing this could be
Simply letting the moments pass us by
Yet here we stand with time frozen
In this beautiful myst
Mystery.mystery.mystery
Mystery.mystery.myst
Mystery.mystery.m
Mystery.myster
Mystery.mys
Mystery .
Myst
M
November 21,2018
Only if you knew that you live like a God in a place my heart has found you fit to rule
only if you knew that I would be the opposite of what God would cal one of his own if I Were to find out that not only I
Can make you smile and make you feel sugary and not have an explanation for it
Only if you knew
you would recent the idea of falling asleep on my chest
The very foundation of your peacekeeping concentration camp would play out like the rest
You would start believing in a curse
only if you knew what would happen in the Myst of a fairy-tale Adam and eve would see themselves immortalized in being chopped in half
if My existence learnt that the absence of another man in one of the most important days of your life brought you nothing but the question of where you stand
while I. The King Still reigns by your side
I would crack open the heavens and drag down an angel with its wing
Hold it down long enough till the sins of this earth stain it so that the rejection would last longer that than existence itself
Only if you knew
How that stayed with me without knowing
The honesty we find in solace
sets us on road trips we don't have lunch boxes for
sometimes,is it about listening or is about subjecting yourself to the moral of what is right
My dear
I know the power of chemistry,It has the tendency of showing off by blowing up before the magician can make a perfect landing
Especially when the story was left on a good note
subliminally,
He invaded my castle
killed my guards and two pit bulls got into my fortress
sat on my throne and felt home
only if you knew what it does to me
That you too can establish communication that is no where to be seen
It breaks my ego in what can be put together again
only if you knew
what I would give to have the ability to snatch his contact numbers off your mind
you can look me in the eye
Serenade me with what you have to say with your mouth but its your eyes that I am looking for
windows to your soul my love
I wish you knew
how beating your life because your heart is deformed can have an impact in your trust
The trust our names put together rhymes with
Subliminally
Are we really that strong?
are we aware of the vulnerabilities that are there to parish us off
Maybe just maybe
I am reading to much into a dream
could the feeling be mutual ?
Wandering aimlessly in this abyss
Lost among the swirling myst
Twists and turns keep my time
No thought or rhythm to my rhyme
Where one is over the other begins
Has it started or has it reached it's end
The clock stands still silently on the verge
Shall there be two or shall two merge
Help me find my way past this ache
Hurdle with me across the deepest lake
Sink into the quickest of sands
Hold my breath across barren lands
The fierceness in my breaking soul
Drags me down the darkest hole
Wandering aimlessly in this abyss
Lost among the swirling myst