Mystery Quintain (Sicilian) Poems

Who am I meant to be,
In the world, intrinsically?
Forsake opaque a mystery;
Reveal to me explicitly!
What is my ministry?...

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Sunlight morphs into the elixir moonlight
dusk wearing a sequined black silken shawl.
And the daylight truckled the way to twilight,
for embracing the shadows, captivating all.
Nightingale heralding serenades...

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You are the fresh pink rosebud when it blooms.
A creek murmurs as it passes past smooth rocks.
such as the hive bees' jig if they're full...

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The raging howling of the wind,
It sweeps through the woods,
Tempestuous is this kind
It’s in chaotic moods,
It pushes through not willing to rescind.

The frailty of the...

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Through a lavender meadow he’ll run,
the white, black and brown spotted mule.
Hooves raise dust clouds under golden sun,
beckoning tomorrow’s fresh morning air, cool.
His eyes are...

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This moonless night invokes a lonely spell
as I behold the sky of midnight blue.
Now void of light that moon and stars propel,
its deep, dark blanket...

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The runic pattern cast upon the ground, 
That calls wandering Celt to journey home,
To sacred lands where mighty kings were crowned,
And there hearts dwell while...

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The final mortal breath, his love and kiss,
So familiar in an unknown word,
He waits in shadows at the great abyss,
The moment when all can be...

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Beyond these realms, there is no sense of fear,
Mystery reveals a different breath,
A warm embrace to hold the soul so dear,
While in her loving arms...

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My misery always rides with me
Under over-passes down dead end streets
She knots my stomach so I can't eat
My eyes beg her to let them sleep.
Awake...

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