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Premium Member When Wild Beasts Roar

When wild beasts roar against its blood
Two grizzlies rise up in full swing
They'll bathe the field in crimson flood
When wild beasts roar

No ties survive what desires bring
Estrus whips ursine rage to bud 
For nature bows to just one king

Gone were their childish plays as cubs
Old bonds break for the sake of bling
Where one takes crown, the other mud
When wild beasts roar

 
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The Rapture

the rapture 


Each story fell to the ground
feathers were collected
in the die-off different colours
prismed in the silver dust 
of moon eclipsing sun
the in-between time
where the sky parted
like torn curtains 
the Grimoire words
flew off the page
into the aether 
black keys fed
to speak golden spells 
bringing life back screaming 
from the black open caverns
of the banished and repelled
bit-by-bit the brimstone cracks 
and sparks from the depths of death 
the mortal substance skerrick, 
near to invisible but heard 
for what it is now, seraphim 
3 sets of wings, rolls off the emptiness 
in echoing tears the becoming breaks
through waves rapturefarious
collecting immortal strength 
from the deep ink pockets of dark 
mined mind firmly set concrete 
and contracted in the fires of hell
the phoenix rises like a raptor
its beating heart lit 

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)



“Casshern” / Ursine Vulpine
https://youtu.be/nRY5pcA4jk8


"Oxygene 8 Megamix"  / Jean Michel Jarre
https://youtu.be/LfkqJOAEsFM





rapturefarious
rapturefurious






https://www.britannica.com/topic/seraph

Hair-Bear Needs Toffee

Tangled beard
hair-bear needs coffee
needs Taffy toffee
needs snooze then booze,
gets only coffee.

Bare bones bundled in a fat recliner.
He used to read the newspaper
now the Net begets
same old lies though.
Mother Mary
pray for more cheaper dinners.

Followed a cat back home last night;
we were prowling the backyard
the stars were so bright
made my ursine eye-balls tingle.
Late night glass of Jack Danial's
then once more
into the dream,

where hair-bear is young
and still chasing the sun around the world
his blood-curdling laughter
bursting fake bubbles,
and no need for coffee
to fuel his bad bouncing joy.


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