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RULES FOR KIRIBANS AND ART TRADES
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SIRENNeath the woe of Ulysses' blood and toil,
A sea of heavenly-fury once awaken'd
Her gaze clad in honey’d delirium ablaze
Of such beauteous prize, he shall yield;
For her tongue hath seized mortal desire
And lo the Moons’ glory shall weep in vain!
Journey’s of madness sung with promise;
— A rising tempest hurl'd to Hades reign
Oceanic rhythms untwine love forbidden,
Breaking the mists of insatiable dreams
The Sirens call ebbed like darkness falling;
Her lust bleeding into the mythic abyss ..
His anguish bestow'd the folding tides,
Unto their lips would perish in mystery
Deeper jewel'd the haunting of his soul,
Forsaken to the ink of Orpheus' muse.
And ghostly twilight shone low and pale,
O’er the hum of those ethereal seas
Long wherest his heart shall forever sail
— Arthur Crow © 2014
Odyssey of LoveWhere a Tale of fate glimmered dim
For the Twilight veil spread softly ..
Her gaze cast in starry lustre gleaming
A temptress poised in the Night,
Or moon-enamour'd Lover dreaming
My lust awash in a howl of wolves;
To her kiss I fled across sultry-skies
Where, unto thy lips I hath perish'd
And oft, in pray'r would I pursue thee,
Impaled by day's vermillion light
I wandered across a thousand years,
Disassembled in Love’s odyssey
O’ how the Moon whisper’d rapture —
Across silv'ry peaks pale and fleeting
And I stood famished in her dew,
Till her scent soaked into my skin
And fiercely did her tongue beseech!
Like flam'd-Ravens hunting the wind
Stars fell in the plumes of her song
O’er a golden sea she kiss’d the ashes
And her lips undressed with fervour;
Ablaze in the fields of my naked soul
— Arthur Crow © 2014
Under a Witches SkyAnd lo there he said: "I am darkness rising"
— ‘an apparition bleeding into a dreaming sky
Distilled in the timbre of windswept voices,
black feathers enchant earth in fevered-song
Magick ebbs & shimmers thru earthen veins,
seething like a migration of hungry wolves
Silvery eyes peer, drinking the ether of souls;
watching the spirit world fold into the mists
And where Shadows and Witches conjure,
— myriad talons beshrew Winter’s prayer
For eons I hath wandered in forgotten lore
— a sleep walker thru ash & fire, hunting ..
Beneath Moon solemn and drifting,
I covet thy ghostly figure velvet, undressing
Pools of amaranthine spill from mine eyes
Her ebon hair dripping in the evening tide
I rest my lips upon visage of thy fabled kiss
Thou art my darkest Witch — the wilderness
of a thousand spectre’s lusting ...
And unto this primeval calling, we shall seed
Poised in hallowed nightscapes caressing,
I brood and ponder ....