covid mutates dividing earth ~ insular denial seeds rebirth
By
David Kavanagh
Categories:
schismatic, analogy, health, image,
Form: Monoku
A Walk in Solitude
As I walk and linger the only baneful bringer banished from multitudes
For the sky is gone no more descending dawn engulfed by my solitudes
Much pain to bare a seductive scare as I stand on the lunatic latitudes
Thoughts in a storm a schismatic swarm like the permeable prostitutes
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Singing songs of silence in my compliance upon a habitable hellion hole
Where demons dance with a piercing lance and I sleep on a bed of coal
Damnation to dreams only silent screams like a cadaverous caving troll
Where time never ends only bestially bends as a sepulchral for the soul
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I continue to walk with a tapering talk following cryptic circles of mind
In a darkened nest I devour and digest sinking silhouettes a bitter bind
For in the company of shadows a wilted rose ransomed is left confined
Melting memories weep in solitudes we sleep of ambient anguish blind.
Music by Lake of Tears - 'Solitude'
Aug.01.2018
For Your Poetry Journal
Sponsored by: Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings
Placed 4'th
Categories:
schismatic, depression, loneliness, solitude,
Form: Rhyme
Brothers and sisters embrace
true Church of Resurrected Christ.
There are many churches, but only
the one established by Resurrected Christ is true.
Get hold on Heaven, on eternity.
There are many empty thrones in Heaven,
after corrupted Angels were expelled.
These thrones will be given to the holy people.
Bad Colonists will be expelled as corrupted Angels.
Ask any Roman Catholic Priest to baptize you.
Petition Kateri Tekakwitha your holy sister
and abandon every false religion.
I Art am the Father of your Church,
guarding and advising you.
There are thousands of schismatic churches,
but they are just tombs without God.
Categories:
schismatic, religion,
Form: Verse
What the hell has become of this?
Everyone and all smells like piss
Just don’t care what it is that I miss
Want any and all to end regardless
Paws burn uncontrollably from likeness
Crimes and endeavors gone on relentless
Eyes full of dementia and psychosis
Fur shines of moon’s luster through darkness
Wind surrounds essence in all fullness
Senses unperturbed through trailing quietness
Claws curve concealing their sharpness
Mind flows schismatic in unrivaled insaneness
Rhapsody of sweet sound rolls in eternalness
Howls bellowed deep within build explosiveness
Night’s form covers all in its vastness
Stars fly through dark sky thoughtless
Tail sways behind in certain loneliness
Nature dragged deep within carelessness
Soul hurts from regretful sickness
Muzzle sheds a tear drowning emotionless
Form non-energized, and without her, lifeless……..
Categories:
schismatic, lost love,
Form: Rhyme