A stretched gloaming tethers creation in a
daystar's wake ... askew parts The Old Guitarist
ebbing lambent stars strung to a yarn of spring ...
'Tis the volley of calendrical crasis
poised to a youthful Einstein that subtracts from
the sum and substance whence summer makes a splash ...
The advent of an enchanting star dulls a
chant that the Khanate only stains upon its
Golden Horde smolders beneath befriending clouds ...
A whiff that slights Aurelius' bearings yet
still trifles a chalk absence to the presence
of cheese that embellishes the languid tracing ...
The shallow space of bards decreed a crowning
flock of teary favoring san tissues of
lissome verdancy choral ode vibrant charms ...
Worshipped effervescent microscopic dew
bringing into being just one bell prayers
bearing fruits of promise in globule water ...
Petrichor emanates to a hoverance
wisp claim as wandering brevity stands still
amidst a sonder of souls ventured threshold ...
Gold beams glimpsed a bevy coup of a vast crest
as the dripping stalled in evaporating
stares chase a clinked rainbow flaunts with ... creation.
Categories:
khanate, analogy, extended metaphor,
Form: Personification
When the imperial waves
came rushing in,
century after century upon
kneel capitulation
The khanate carnage
was pale tears
in a vassal vale devastating —
What a Caucasus burial field
O how those royal tributaries
ever thus did yield!
From Alupka to Perekop,
the blue wails
flowed Karusu upward
As the peasant pain
always settled bosom below
Crimea river
Khanate time after conqueror time,
pauper tears would
echo overflow
from the princely tributaries
Many streams of misery
poured forth
out of Crimea river grief
From Kerch to Donuzlav ...
from Kaffa to Eupatoria,
the cerulean cries
flowed into an
empty crimson sky
Crimea river, baleful so Salgir wide —
This was Al'ma where
the Circassian heart of freedom died
Categories:
khanate, grief, history, pain, sorrow,
Form: Elegy