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brimstone disco
The remainder of bricks
still standing after the big burn
bleed with the wit of wizards
now that the galleries have gone
The first shall be last
and again the shaman
reclaims his throne
The scryer sees
through the gasoline
as the steps of the ziggarut
are paved with cigeratte butts
discarded silicone chips
soaked in witch hazel
are laid to dry
under an angry sun
so the crystal
can be harvested
Telepathy with the ghosts
of wireless communication
as they wrap themselves
a tarnished but current receiving silver
around the necks
of the last of the
indigo children
The baby lion
learning to swallow
purrs against the scarlet lady
still standing after the big burn
bleed with the wit of wizards
now that the galleries have gone
The first shall be last
and again the shaman
reclaims his throne
The scryer sees
through the gasoline
as the steps of the ziggarut
are paved with cigeratte butts
discarded silicone chips
soaked in witch hazel
are laid to dry
under an angry sun
so the crystal
can be harvested
Telepathy with the ghosts
of wireless communication
as they wrap themselves
a tarnished but current receiving silver
around the necks
of the last of the
indigo children
The baby lion
learning to swallow
purrs against the scarlet lady
Published 1st May 2012
| Edited 2nd May 2012
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1st May 2012 9:35am
Am I right in assuming this is referring to Armageddon, or am I making an ass of myself? Either way, that was the subtext I assumed.
I love the imagery of this verse...
"The scryer sees
through the gasoline
as the steps of the ziggarut
are paved with cigeratte butts" (also cigarette)
Many of the metaphors here, are also wonderful (even if I am barking up the wrong tree, they're wonderful) though I found the ending slightly anti-climactic.
I love your usage of words. Transports me to another place. Thank you for sharing.
I love the imagery of this verse...
"The scryer sees
through the gasoline
as the steps of the ziggarut
are paved with cigeratte butts" (also cigarette)
Many of the metaphors here, are also wonderful (even if I am barking up the wrong tree, they're wonderful) though I found the ending slightly anti-climactic.
I love your usage of words. Transports me to another place. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Indie- and no your not wrong at all, certainly was barking up the armageddonish tree. Was also trying to pollute certain New age thoughts in the fallout of a modern age. This was a very rough kinda once through write, not even sure if it will last, spose we'll see...and thanks for pointing out the last line- Its a veiled reference to a certain esoteric ideal.(baby lion is a play on babylon or spelled as babalon in Thelemic circles, also known as the scarlet lady).I was thinking it was probably too vague,as well as too veiled compared to the rest- and it was a very quick answer. Anti climatic is a fair call, I will have to think on a new route
I didn't know about Babylon and the Scarlet Lady, I might look into that for interests sake.
I did note the other esoteric references. The indigo children where spoken about in certain circles for quite awhile, and everyone wanted to have a kid that was an indigo kid, before rainbow kids took over, and it seems to have fizzled out a bit, or maybe I've found better things to be interested in.
Peace, Indie
I did note the other esoteric references. The indigo children where spoken about in certain circles for quite awhile, and everyone wanted to have a kid that was an indigo kid, before rainbow kids took over, and it seems to have fizzled out a bit, or maybe I've found better things to be interested in.
Peace, Indie
1st May 2012 11:14am
ha, yes the rainbow and indigo child- sprouted from the tears of Tibetan monks...a Utah Phillips line kept running through my head, "no matter how new age you get, old age is gonna kick yer' ass"
2nd May 2012 3:54am
Lightbaron
This is marvelous. So many levels
and so many layers. And what imagery.
It's a wormhole of a poem that sucked me
in and showed the swirling and the whirling
before ejecting me out.
Can't pick anything in particular.
Love this whole.
Respect,
Sumeet
p.s-Receive. Typo. Fifth stanza.
This is marvelous. So many levels
and so many layers. And what imagery.
It's a wormhole of a poem that sucked me
in and showed the swirling and the whirling
before ejecting me out.
Can't pick anything in particular.
Love this whole.
Respect,
Sumeet
p.s-Receive. Typo. Fifth stanza.
2nd May 2012 4:04am
SP...thank you so kindly for the words, Im flattered (Im currently on my fourth go at your "The Tonight Show"- now thats a whirlpool!)...and kindly as well for the typo
