She who perceived what dusky tones to lyric
visions and visitations drifting sea beats
her obsidian deep in bowels of rock
mermen watching neat
River spirit maidens ask freedom's turquoise
within midnight's black grimace God gleams white light
against rainfall sky her fair deploy was
Love's only employ
Sappho's obsidian dust incubating
on Earth ~ Aphrodite's coal its sound inert
no beetles can roam its aura's fast converts
implacable hurts —
Muse awaited no crown pharoah’s lips fleshy
in cosmic time concept will bell excell
grecian pudding spiced hot on cypress table
obsidian spell
Soft dew drops upon unbound black hair curling
sprinkling coloured leaves of body's flesh tree
jet night pale blossoms wrapping barefeet pitch
woman cracked stone itch …
Amidst obsidian leaking indigo
Sappho's loamy dream creating blackout moon
sleepy swoons across mossy floor encircle
legs entwine quirkle —
Hierophants composed illusion stories
she did not believe, dark related truth’s scout
as sure as fire heats every sunset closing
Sappho’s stone reigns clout ~
A luminescent scimitar
cleaves the obsidian
firmament,
An ethereal calligraphy
traced upon the cosmic
element.
Suspended in quiet majesty,
a vestige of celestial grace,
Shedding a shimmering,
iridescent glow across time
and space.
This iridescent sickle cradles
the penumbral sphere,
As whispering constellations
gather softly from far and
near.
A mesmerizing emblem of
the twilight's quiet, transient
art,
Stirring a melancholic
wonder deep within the
dreamer's heart.
Through the subterranean
expanse of the everlasting
night,
She glides with incandescent
elegance, a beacon of pure
light.
An ephemeral,
phosphorescent crescent,
beautifully designed,
Casting a captivating,
tranquil spell upon all
humankind.
I was the sin you committed in the forbidden twilight
Oh darling -
We were a fever, not forever!
Yearning for a fated phantom.
A feverish temptation;
You fed me illusions, sweet as poison,
Only to shatter the blighted world we held close,
When I hungered for your poisonous embrace!
Cherry lips and empty promises.
A candle in the hurricane,
I was the perfect almost you desired -
A kiss carved in smoke.
drawn into them I unfold like origami
undone are the obsidian mirrors upon me
In caverns deep, where shadows play,
An Earth Dragon sleeps, away from day.
No wings it boasts, to soar and glide,
But six strong legs, where power does reside.
Its scales, a shimmer, dark and grand,
Like oil spilled on frosted land.
A mystic sheen of blues and gold,
A story of ancient earth, untold.
From hollowed rock, it views the sky,
Where stars ignite, as ages fly.
A gentle giant, strong and wise,
With slumbering, ancient, heavy eyes.
Oh, to see this creature, grand and vast,
A living jewel, built to last.
A whispered wish, a dream I hold,
An Earth Dragon, brave and bold.
The ravens scream from hell
Awakening demons and leading them
Calling the Devil to cross the River Styx
It is time for them to reclaim the world
Remove and destroy all of the saints
Make money their new God and idiots their leaders
Force them to worship at the new altar
Made of gold, blood, and bone of the beaten
Make the churches of the darkest obsidian
And fill them with all of the world's evil
Only that way will the darkness return
And it will last for all eternity
© Poem – IV/VIII/MMXXV
LRET
In shadows cast by moonlit, fading light,
The knights of obsidian rise, shrouded, bold,
With armor forged in the depths of the night,
A whispering tale through the ages told.
Their swords a gleam of darkness, cold and keen,
With every strike, they weave a fate unkind,
For in their hearts a tempest stirs unseen,
Long past redemption—only wrath confined.
Yet underneath that veil of dusk and dread,
A flicker lives—the dreams they dare defend;
Against the tide on which all hopes are fed,
These warriors sorrow’s bitter threads transcend.
So heed the call where shadows intertwine:
Not all that's dark is lost; some light can shine.
Obsidian and Alabaster join
seamless together a natural spinner;
The better half of each other’s coin,
tossed in the fountain always a winner;
‘Thank you for taking care of me.’ He said
Shaken; I thought he truly doesn’t know;
He’s unaware that with him I never dread
the next day or the day after tomorrow;
Words don’t exist to describe feeling whole,
knowing someone is there to comfort you;
A simple hug or hand held will console,
providing strength to make a new debut;
During the most frightful nights he is neon,
a reviving breath before I collapse;
Rose Quartz and Strawberry Obsidian,
together we create soul from our scraps.
In Spring there’s friendship that’s lasted through the Winter,
all those cold nights of salted drops and quilts of snow.
The obsidian plague of midnights, melancholic drapes,
but all the while the candlelight of friendship did glow.
you’d think she’s the sun -
i wax and wane in restraints
having lost my way
The flickering of her tongue as she wet our weep with wine.
O how the shadows flickered on the walls as if in mirth.
The slow burn lasted as the wind howled, the chimney choked.
Her wrinkled, waxy skin, a kin to suffering and pain.
each deep etched line spoke
a sticky web of knowing
lips barely moving
That Spring, she showed up with an armful of daffodils,
and silliness, tears stinging her neck, this honeybee.
She understood madness, and the brumal sun. Outliers
could not drink our elixir nor interlope upon our phoenix rising.
cascade of the moon
no longer afraid of dark -
white lacy curtains
A light instrument flows, ink darkness; folded within
Flowers; a painless, healing, prescription of treatment
Such secure grounding, found; in glowing obsidian
Happiness; gives sharp antithesis of lifes oblivion
Tectonic; the plate layer produces a fiery quill of lament
A light instrument flows, ink darkness; folded within
Waving; a molten brush of colors, results cascadian
A surgeons gift; to be given, a unique scalpel of torment
Such secure grounding, found; in glowing obsidian
Emotional eruptions; give way to a physical custodian
Islands of hope; from a mind, of seas with dubious intent
A light instrument flows, ink darkness; folded within
Feelings so igneous; venting becomes it's guardian
A healing phase; melting purposely cooled stone indent
Such secure grounding, found; in glowing obsidian
A cinder cone; written to perform acts so tragedian
Dormant, till; the next event of this calderas' fulfillment
A light instrument flows, ink darkness; folded within
Such secure grounding, found; in glowing obsidian
I'm fading away to oblivion
Fates lead me to having a heart made of obsidian
Shatters easily but cuts deep
I'm feeling so weak, I can't believe it's been weeks
Since we last had the chance to see
Each other, its tearing me apart
You're about to be my baby mother, and I don't know where you are
We met after a year, sometime last summer
Now we're apart, you've got a piece of me
More than just my heart, I wish that I had you
I get that the things I said made you mad boo
But don't you miss what we had?
Do you ever think of the past
All of the good memories, because they outweigh the bad
A will-o-the-wisp so fancy and free
A vagabond prince a wanderer be
Arousing no fear but blinding my sight
Under the cloak of obsidian night
Soon out of the pitch I heard a strange noise
My hair stood on end I then lost my poise
Crept up from behind so rancid of breath
A red-eyed demon who foretold my death
There deep in my mind a vision was cast
And promising me today was my last
Heart started pounding my body grew stiff
Then running blindly I fell from a cliff
No time to reverse this fatal error
As I was falling screaming in terror
A vagabond prince so fancy and free
Is now no longer a wanderer be
Black Obsidian,
its hypnotic dark beauty
will carve out your heart.
Love is rainbow obsidian,
dark and light in every color;
Simply glowing from the inside
splatters of hues vast and endless;
Dark and light in every color,
a rock for you when you need it;
Splatters of hues vast and endless,
facets of personality;
A rock for you when you need it,
held together warm and grounded;
Facets of personality,
they revel in their uniqueness;
Held together warm and grounded,
once in a lifetime find so rare;
They revel in their uniqueness,
splendor of calm understanding;
Once in a lifetime find so rare
simply glowing from the inside;
Splendor of calm understanding,
love is rainbow obsidian.
Darkest heart a ruddy black
Dried blood and static
Blackest of black eyes roll in empty space
The darkest night in deepest oblivion
Of volcanic hell frozen in place
As millenniums fell, a black so deep
It rivals your darkest heart,
A heart of obsidian black seeps
Fragile as obsidian a clouded frosted glass
No fire of passion or hate can crack
Forged in the earth's deepest depth so long ago
It died with your words sliced sharpest of all
Darkest Obsidian Night carved the wickedest
Blade, hearing the call, in the deepest of space ?
An obsidian blade the darkest of all
A ruddy black heart of hearts
Dead eyes, stoney deity, static
Blackest of black lost it vacant vacuums attics
The darkest night in the deepest hours
Lost in homes where shadows roam
Of volcanic hell frozen
In a place where falling stars showers
As millenniums to come, starlight
across my immortal face
A black so deep it rivals your soul…
Obsidian Obscura engines burn violently race…
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