Long Poems About Mythology
#mythology
Piomandres
Hermes Mercurius, the Trismegistus,
was wandering in rocky places,
desolation's perfect for some justice,
as you do not pretend before the faces.
Heat cannot affect the quietude
of the well-acquainted with the meditation,
the heart is a temple, a fiery prelude
to the entrance of Violet Flame's transmutation.
It's not a slumber. It is still.
Between the chaos of blindness' ire
but also yielding your will,
yet your physics also health require.
The buddha's consciousness expands
in mercy's...
was wandering in rocky places,
desolation's perfect for some justice,
as you do not pretend before the faces.
Heat cannot affect the quietude
of the well-acquainted with the meditation,
the heart is a temple, a fiery prelude
to the entrance of Violet Flame's transmutation.
It's not a slumber. It is still.
Between the chaos of blindness' ire
but also yielding your will,
yet your physics also health require.
The buddha's consciousness expands
in mercy's...
#God
#spiritual
#mythology
#magic
#philosophical
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Merlin's Bones
Minerva was almost home when she was violently snatched. The man got out of the car a couple of yards in front of her. ‘Excuse me, lady, I’m lost, can you help me, please?’ His smile was broad, his accent American, his pungent aftershave expensive. ‘This darned budget rental doesn’t have satellite navigation.’ He waved ruefully at the vehicle.
It was dark, and Minerva was nervous, the leafy trees stopped most of the streetlight from reaching the pavement. Weary after her long evening shift at the hospital, she just wanted a bath and her bed.
She stopped in front of the well-dressed...
It was dark, and Minerva was nervous, the leafy trees stopped most of the streetlight from reaching the pavement. Weary after her long evening shift at the hospital, she just wanted a bath and her bed.
She stopped in front of the well-dressed...
#mythology
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The boogie man
#monsters
#ghosts
#mythology
#luck
#curse
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Within The Act Of War... Light Shines On The Art Of Treason
The act of war you shall find my torch
A two-edged sword of begotten tongues cut out,
Sufferings of condemned skin will be scourged
I come into your dreams of nightfall with thy twins of light
Dishonor in the cry to my ears found in the thunderous of mythological plights
Three heads of war, life, and I give you sudden death
Your eyes I blind from the apparition to suffer thy temple unto the
mourn viciousness of my welts
Rajo Guna
Tamo Guna
Sattva Guna
I am ruler...
A two-edged sword of begotten tongues cut out,
Sufferings of condemned skin will be scourged
I come into your dreams of nightfall with thy twins of light
Dishonor in the cry to my ears found in the thunderous of mythological plights
Three heads of war, life, and I give you sudden death
Your eyes I blind from the apparition to suffer thy temple unto the
mourn viciousness of my welts
Rajo Guna
Tamo Guna
Sattva Guna
I am ruler...
#war
#mythology
#revenge
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Clash Of The Titans
Within my sacred temple no one echoes a humbling sound
Allow the spear from my arched bow never to reach solid ground
Spitting the skin, the tip residing into pierced hearts
Let thy fate comfort you as you close your eyes to find everlasting peace in eternal dark
My dagger I kiss before the plunge
Death and destruction I seek and slay for thy wicked of acidity tongues
The balance of life and death, balanced between my nostrils as I rise
My spirit found in the roar of the kill bringing instant demise
...
Allow the spear from my arched bow never to reach solid ground
Spitting the skin, the tip residing into pierced hearts
Let thy fate comfort you as you close your eyes to find everlasting peace in eternal dark
My dagger I kiss before the plunge
Death and destruction I seek and slay for thy wicked of acidity tongues
The balance of life and death, balanced between my nostrils as I rise
My spirit found in the roar of the kill bringing instant demise
...
#war
#mythology
#Halloween
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Killing Me Softly Within The Touch Of Madness And Thunder
Within the cathedral of remembrance my dewy alabaster skin I softly titillate
My passion, my desires, will be thy downwards fate
I embrace as I whisper within the melodies to entice, allure the virility of muscular’s spines
Within my lair once sought, caught, ruin, mischief, delusion folly, infatuation, rash action, suffering
Darkness I blanket the weakness of thy mind
Scented flesh, potency as a spell, devoid of sips of sweeten wine
One by one
My siren calls to gloom unto suffrage under the...
My passion, my desires, will be thy downwards fate
I embrace as I whisper within the melodies to entice, allure the virility of muscular’s spines
Within my lair once sought, caught, ruin, mischief, delusion folly, infatuation, rash action, suffering
Darkness I blanket the weakness of thy mind
Scented flesh, potency as a spell, devoid of sips of sweeten wine
One by one
My siren calls to gloom unto suffrage under the...
#dark
#Halloween
#mythology
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INTERRUPTED FLOW OF THE LOWEST DREAMING STONE (Thurs., Aug. 12th, 2021, 8:42am, Palm Springs, California)
quietly
slipped away
again
adrift
in dreamlands
mysteriously morphing
boundless
fluid realms
until i
suddenly became
aware
id been
vaporously dispensed
into
the lingering
sapphire mists
here in
the subliminal
inner dimensional
world
of three
hot noggins
not
while simultaneously
all caught
up
in yet
another parallel
inner worlds
similar
lingering ...
slipped away
again
adrift
in dreamlands
mysteriously morphing
boundless
fluid realms
until i
suddenly became
aware
id been
vaporously dispensed
into
the lingering
sapphire mists
here in
the subliminal
inner dimensional
world
of three
hot noggins
not
while simultaneously
all caught
up
in yet
another parallel
inner worlds
similar
lingering ...
#dreams
#night
#marijuana
#sleep
#mythology
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Into The Darkness
#dark
#erotic
#mythology #dirty
#mythology #dirty
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Oedipus at Thebes
I stand here on Boeotia’s barren plain,
I’m facing Pirkinon,
the sun unshielded falls in searing sheets
and radiates sharp torments from the ground.
But I, like Cytheraon now at my back,
am rooted to this desecrated bone strewn spot,
I’m moved to be unmovable
until I have defeated her, bright Hera’s spawn,
and purged this bane from Cadmus Land.
I will remain, sweat rilled, salt stung,
mouth dried, but facing it, grey grim,
this she beast with the fouling breath,
the moulting wings and child’s voice,
that sits toss...
I’m facing Pirkinon,
the sun unshielded falls in searing sheets
and radiates sharp torments from the ground.
But I, like Cytheraon now at my back,
am rooted to this desecrated bone strewn spot,
I’m moved to be unmovable
until I have defeated her, bright Hera’s spawn,
and purged this bane from Cadmus Land.
I will remain, sweat rilled, salt stung,
mouth dried, but facing it, grey grim,
this she beast with the fouling breath,
the moulting wings and child’s voice,
that sits toss...
#mythology
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The Thousand Rooms of Her Soul
The Thousand Rooms of Her Soul
Eden grows on Eve’s foothills where ambient sunshine beams down on ancient tea rooms in the sky. You browse the library of the Milky Way whose books are stars with gold leaf pages that have not lost their luster sealed in Alhambra centuries of Maimonides who is your Sephardic Sufi. I watch you in the court of Alfonso the X where you are a female troubadour lost to the mists of time.
You introduce yourself as Comtessa. The tongues you speak come from another rapture whose muse gives you the songs you write that make the green fruit...
Eden grows on Eve’s foothills where ambient sunshine beams down on ancient tea rooms in the sky. You browse the library of the Milky Way whose books are stars with gold leaf pages that have not lost their luster sealed in Alhambra centuries of Maimonides who is your Sephardic Sufi. I watch you in the court of Alfonso the X where you are a female troubadour lost to the mists of time.
You introduce yourself as Comtessa. The tongues you speak come from another rapture whose muse gives you the songs you write that make the green fruit...
#erotic
#music
#mythology
#historical
#sensual
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Black wHole Son… An ode to Eden and Sound Garden
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#nightmares
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summer Storms: Prologue
I thought I had everything. I thought I could trust those closest to me. Everything I thought I knew, was wrong. It was just oh so wrong. I had a family who loved me, friends who adored me. I did well in school, kept to myself, worked hard at a job I loved. It was during the summer of my high-school graduation where my life literally turned upside down. I went from being ‘normal’ (or whatever the closest thing to ‘normal’ was) to something else entirely.
My family wasn’t poor; in fact we were well off. Not only were we well off, but we were all close. Something that was uncommon. My...
My family wasn’t poor; in fact we were well off. Not only were we well off, but we were all close. Something that was uncommon. My...
#sea
#fate
#mythology
#witches
#mermaids
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