Stand Forth...

Five fifty cord noose ensnared
Jet set black blade bitten tear
Boot shined marches thrust forward
Column spinning smoke fire cored
Fist arisen challenge myopics
Rotten flesh mosquito tropics
Shined burnt burnished steel
Dust desert tempered wheel
Planet strike sarin spoke VX
Bubonic lanced aright anthrax
Secret stealth robotic host
Trident tipped Neptune ghost
Media revision looped unaware
Washed mind blanket Idol stare
False division blinded democratics
Momentary 24 continuous erratics
Bleached bone skulled sand
Bombed belt fanatic hand
Last willed unto breach depart
Raised fist pen grasped of Arte

Sliver...

Tangled root steps strewn about
From ancient redwood rites unknown
Bare feet interplayed amongst the shoots
To tamp the pow’rs into ground

Indeterminate weaves against the sky
Of branch and branch untold
Complex forms given to parcels of sun
Whilst shadows writhe and weave of old

To look within the changing kin
Of light and darkness borne within
Lying within Her raging tides
Gentle release Her true abides

Roses, pennyroyal, and periwinkle too
Stomped beneath the earthened dew
To reconsecrate this verdant land
Upon the moontide hour I doth stand
And summon my ancestors before
Upon this brown’d earthen floor
To keep my trust utter spent
Her grace and solemn covenant

A kiss to the moon before the deep
Of deep and revealing runic sleep
I wander within then without ‘tis true
Below her silver and wondrous shew

Whisper...

Celestial pearl shattering the dark
Emptiness of space, rippling the
Luminescent silver clouds in arcs
Entrancing about Her hidden
Nether approaches, whilst singing
Eternal epiphanies woven in Her hair

The leaves bend tight against
Slowly churning winds bound
To give myriad mysteries
Of Shape and Device unto
The silvered slip of sky where
Quicksilver’d nectars are
Deeply drawn into cup

Floating lazily about me
She bites fondly on crescent
With breath and fire blazing
Whirlpools of desire, granted
Pleasures of night with longing
Under our silver Huntress
The bow hums softly still

Vanitas...

Draw the Eye to
Rending teeth and shark-like arising
Upon black backdrops of red mist
With emotive uprising and suppression

Pools of lighter mists
Darkly contrasting, thick swirling appliqué
Where the shattered sticklike ideals
Become the dreaming mind

The unstoppable Leviathan
Rending in the midst of murky ideas
Dying sloppy organic deaths
Flailing in the mud, excrement, and blood

Consumed
Predominating redness encircling
Greenish yellow sickly sweets
Of violent futilities escaping completeness

Blaze!...

Sizzling, serpentine, spiraling sparks
Frolicking, flashing, frantical flames
Ravishing, rapidly, resounding roars
Cackling, crackling, caressing cinders
Emotively, entirely, entropied embers

Sizzling, serpentine, spiraling sparks
Edging the feathers, soul churning arcs
Frolicking, flashing, frantical flames
Leaping, dancing, and crying Her names
Ravishing, rapidly, resounding roars
Crescendo to climax with Scarlet Whores
Cackling, crackling, caressing cinders
Pyres to pains, infernos to hinders
Emotively, entirely, entropied embers
With a breath to call up remembers

Sizzling, serpentine, spiraling sparks
Frolicking, flashing, frantical flames
Ravishing, rapidly, resounding roars
Cackling, crackling, caressing cinders
Emotively, entirely, entropied embers

The Call...

A slow path
The nature of becoming
That which you may have been
Yet forgotten

Ordeals of dream
The knots tied to hold
The instant of a moment, everfast
Remembered in aether

Into darkened pool
She may drip the droplets
Of Wisdom borne upon Her children
From blue Athame

So gathered
We approach with reverence
Shades of reposed nightly delights
Clasped to the current

Dawn's Eye...

Through the shrouded plain
Loomed the wall of willow
Calling upon His name
The stag’s path I did follow

And the dry creek surmised
With mountain tossed to sky
Dawn’s eye threatened to cry
Before my rite could draw nigh

Grasping tufts of grass
Braced ‘gainst the Will of earth
Skyward, my ascent did pass
Whilst my body proved its worth

Draping over the altar of stone
Above fog-shrouded river home
Standing, taken by Self alone
Articles of Arte, Time my own

Crying to the Starry One
And immense Watchers of Lore
Wind ripping with rising Sun
And Athame of Starry Ore

Light of Knowledge, Light of Air
Swirling fog about stellar lair
Eagle rising, currents fair
Fours Winds Master, tempest stare

Hold Ye to compact of Blood
Grant insight and solemn test
Rising smokes of lavender bud
The Eagle flew from east to west