Long Transmute Poems

Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Two

Rosalia’s Instruments of Evil and Debauchery
Rosalia needed certain tools or instruments of evil and debauchery to successfully pursue her nefandous plans of bringing the people...

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Written 12 December 2023         
Transmutation Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker

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{ emo music inspired poem }

ELEPHANT WOMAN 

She is Elephant Woman 
you cannot hide from her
in houses of brick or glass or 
lined velvet curtains
whether it sits on Signal Hill
or in Newlands bourgeois class 
cannot...

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BREAKING THE SILENCE : NO MORE

Sponsored by Ink Empress 

Glass shattered a
Saturday afternoon tea ~

Silence holds steady
black fleeced momentum 
for its own ripping
when lightning as whipping 
fire from Heartbeat of
Sun slashes its Void
loudness to tumble...

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Written: December 02, 2023

Quote "Without birth and death, and without the perpetual transmutation of all the forms of life, the world would be static, rhythm-less, undancing, mummified." Alan Watts

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Away...

Spot her  from far.
Have a tingle mingle all over your skin.
Award your forehead a scratch
As you do the arduous estimations
Of the remaining catwalk steps
Before her beauty kisses your eyes.
Let sanity flee from your mind.
(That's...

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VERSE 1
We were young and strong, We were only kids when we started striving
At 8 I left my parents for friends, together we voiced the streets paving ways for a future we know nothing about
Endangering...

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Beneath the stretched-out, nocturnal firmament, thoughts overwhelm my being,
Questions unassuaged by answers, echo of the void,
About forests of the future, trees with waiting roots,
About children from untold dreams, with smiles that cannot be found.
Those books...

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There is a limit I can be pushed to
If driven to it, could I kill ?
Last night I found out

As I was undressing
I felt I was being focused upon
The intruder's cold stares froze me in...

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Slinger
Waiting on the day
for the Swallow to transmute the air
between this ether and yours 
patterned after an annual bedsheet 
and full of a chest
swelling with blood
and a face 
as forgotten as chests 
buried beneath sea...

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Famed gold crepuscular rays angling down
Knifing in between, through volcanic haze 
Hualalai and Mauna Loa’s crowns
Fire Goddess Pele greets fresh island day

Fuchsia blooms explode, steal attention
Pollens mingle on zephyr coastal breeze
Hallowed entry, this tropic dimension
Surf...

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Sponsor : Justin Bordner 


WHERE LOVE LEARNS NO MORE


Where Love learns no more 
two serpents crawling twine
one midnight black another 
luminous wizardy white 
entangled fanged bedazzled 
circled by ultra violet rays 
ultra red Sun the...

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CHRISTIAN QUINTILE
Habits
Ingrained die hard,
We need a helping hand
To disrobe,transmute our inner
Nature
with
Beauty
free from above,
Embedded in our heart
With loving kindness,ready to
Impart.
CHRISTIAN QUINTILE II
Jesus
Fountain of  life
Beginning and our end-
For all to see,was and will be
Our God
the
God who
is...

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The sightless man & the heartless woman both blind & walking alone. 
Will they be able to mirror each other, so they are not swallowing in this world and atone. 

A true connection cannot be...

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Some Earth Angels are here as Lightworkers. They transmute Darkness into Light. They're the ones taking on the fire and burning themselves for others. And often, people don't even realise how lucky they are to...

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"We have more ability than willpower, and it is often an excuse to ourselves that we imagine that things are impossible". Francois de La Rochefoucauld


A fresh year is upon us, and the counter is ticking,
I...

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This is a spanking New Year,
A year to voyage with greed of peace and affinity.
Let not your mutable hate blind you from good
But be good to let your hate transmute into humane neighbourhood;
It is time...

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Poetry is my escape when reality becomes too much,
Recently poetry has become my crutch.
When I start to feel like I am drowning in the ocean 
with arms too heavy to swim or make a motion.
I...

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Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone.
The inscription is illegible, but that matters not to me.
At this centuries-old grave I place flowers and moonstone --
As requested by my ethereal savior, friend, lover, devotee.

My...

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Some people have purloined from me,
That which meant what I mean to be,

Wicked witches and wizards in hidden lands,
Have taken my life from my hopeless hands.

But now I will fight till my very last breath,
To...

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In halls where knowledge blooms, a seedling grows,
A tender shoot of peace midst tomes and chalk.
Through corridors of learning, empathy flows,
As minds unlock the power of kind talk.
Yet violence lurks, a shadow in the light,
Its...

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Give me one last night of silence in the cosmic temple of ancient memory,
Where shadows dance with light in circles of fire and hidden divine grace,
To touch with trembling fingers the stars from the cup...

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Line of enquiry:
“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be...

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Your secret pain 
By Michelle Morris 
28/01/2025

Your secret pain
Is not a secret to me
It is known and it is felt
Ever so deeply 

The raw edges of sorrow 
The grief that you try to numb 
The...

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Written for the Avebury Gorsedd, 24th September 2016  
I wish you well...

I’m here, again…
Come riding in, upon the western wave
My hair all wove with golden leaves, my breast
As pale as moonlight on a hidden...

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