Submissions by fearlessstars (Robert Rittel)

By invitation from a trusted friend,
a medium intervention took place and I went.
The building set in the thick forest by a shimmering lake,
some broken sheds looking sad and strange to take.
Weeded and worn the manor house thatch,
a frail welcome and the oil lamp in my face, opens the latch.
Guided into a stony room, a roaring fire giving light to others,
all wearing coats to darkness trance of matter.
Musky sandalwood and smoke heavy on the eye,
cold winds slapping windows nearby.
Tattered curtains reveal a stone cast from the wall,
a...

The riders on the beast of burden in collective vain,
chasing through the dark forest of guilt for pain.
They control the senses interminably flowing,
it doesn’t matter where you going.
That music which proclaims the pulse of desire,
and all vigils musing the obscure for dire.
O soul so near, the clear and vault of grace in bloom,
as in your image we have the freewill not to doom.
Give motion to divine perfection more attention,
the honor of service is scented with joy dimension.
The dark forest is the tumult of the fretted mind,
giving...

The legendary story is still alive as stupendous force,
the fire of the Gods the caring metaphor as source.
The warmth of concern on which strength depends,
forsaken in these days by commercial happy ever after ends.
The genesis of convenience in your hand,
modern Gods as enterprise in brand.
Which to and fro is the mate of blessings?
for everybody’s little confession.
The notion of intellect in a symbiotic machine effect,
for the suspended suffering by the holy media elect.
Infinite attention to the ruler of the brand and applause,
to...