Confusion Mythology Poems

Part Two : The Tale of Artuir mac Aedan; The light of the West
(A tale of the hero of legend, a hero of Dalriada, who...

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All the stars and their kingdoms use Christ’s name in error 
Muttering to themselves “Who is this quiet torchbearer?” 
“Where did he come from; what...

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("Anagogical Moments Merit Badge" #39, 2011, original oil)

As Above So NOT Below

The tripartite world of material appearance
Sandwiched between the infinite depths
Of the unconscious 
And infinite...

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I prayed for you why quite a hopeless canto 
indeed the angels turned their backs sighing 
refrain from singing lovely hymns the cherubim 
clinging with...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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Poseidon blew up a hurricane without any pause
He loved the conflict and the worry it caused
Hoping to cause a Tsunami in the Florida Keys
Stop it!...

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This room is odd…
Do I remember it? 
This house is big but surely…

I have been in this room before
The paintings are odd in subject matter,
Execution,...

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Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that...

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Here at the heart of the darkest day 
Darkest light at noonday and midnight 
The shadows show the holes to a different realm 

A different...

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the sodium arc light hums 
into the frosted night
Bathing all in acidic 
sickly amber that of a toxic wound, 
splashing through the skeletal trees 

the...

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I can feel this heartbeat, gentle rhythm deep 
under my feet, I can feel the blood seep… 

I keep it clean, I can feel the...

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Light crashes sounds like brittle glass 
Slashes shards across my worn aching eyes 
The colors reak of deep rot like blues 
Creeping green burning acidic...

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I am the mother of chaos and beauty,
       You can either love or hate me.
    ...

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An lo'...
Before I spirals the promenade
A path that twists back upon its self
I find a deep Well full of apathy...

I travel the bones 
Of a...

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