Monday is coming..I can taste the dread.! a sacrifical
Summit i see ahead.' The condemed has long snorted
A magical power.? Dusty corners await now a'quiver to
Devour' aquaintances are many, and friends will be few.'
Times and a half times, once upon a time! (you were new)
You've consulted the augeries, and laid out the bones
Burned up the ether; been all hours on the phone' yet all
Comes to nothing, as when you were in power.? Your drop
Is fast coming, on the hill (you will cower!) Will it be steely
Silence? slippery as ice? Will there be great tumult?
When you are squeezed in the vice.! Will you go out the
Statesman?? It won't be that nice..Yet you tore down and
Ravaged now you'll receive; your own slice' oh yes they are, awaiting in style, in Ottowa to renounce you. Old trudeau.
And your well tarnished wiles.'
Why do human love and lovers disappoint?
Sooner than Later ...
We do not love God enough
Butterflies-Competition
(Mosaic Butterflies)
Behold! Sunny spots sprayed on
Filigreed ebony wings
Encaged in
A golden frame.
An artistic delight!
Didst the cruel hands
That caught
The sacrifical victims's soul
Not get painted
With Psyche's
Multi coloured hues?
Thou dainty aery winged breath
I doth know thou flappest
Thy beauteous wings
Restlessly fluttering from one
Radiant bloom to another
Sighing but for the
Sweet nectar of
Thy amorous Eros.
But hark! Appease thy
Love lorn passion for
Bountiful honey yet
Shut thine eyes to
The beauty of flowers
They not be thy Amor
Who sleeps in
The deepest of slumbers
Ignorant of his Psyche
Being wafted into beguiling hands
For mortals to enkindle
Her peerless beauty
To be mounted on
Mosaic beds for museums.
SIXTH
Balveen Cheema
August 12, 2015
Asclepius
Greek god
one of medicine
cure this aching
heart
With the medicine
of love
Athena goddess
of Greece
I call upon you
to ease the pain
Within heartbreak
like your
sacrifical lamb
I lay upon
your altar
take me to
the goddess
of love
The cure
only remedy
through the sands
of time
I call
your name
Pausing
to say
I love you
the cure
to my heart
~ ~ ~
re-jargon re-emancipation re-align re-alteration, by design despair intended, no fear with the
truth deflected, relagate remove re-tie, retrained in rejection to observe a "new" (religion)
the temporal (love) that grows again from former things, and a past inglorious decidley mean
rewind rewind ligature will bind, search (religeon) you will find, the death of beasts and blue eyed men,
from torah priests and sun gods shamen, who killed the flaxen haired and strong, and
claimed gods blessing to chant and song, yet the dark skinned jesus came! to end the sadness
and pointless pain, he came to answer the sacrifical call, and yet his one aim to end it all,
and when you see upon the cross, the blond haired christ or son of god, wonder not why it is so,
also to the occident did his compassion go, to end religion and its shame,the old was gone
when the truest LOVE called end of game.
Buy desires cheap;
sell wants freely.
Pour full the air,
and fill up with nothing.
Give lack of lack
as sacrifical offering.
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