re-strangersI can still compose hastilyin a speeding vehiclewhen I glance overand see your facein a passing oneyet,no pen is precise enoughto document the feelingthat you left me withI am not feeling regretfulor vindictivemerely curiousat what the hell happenedthatreverted usback to strangers
Dark ValentineDeep in the stillness, I wander but a ghost thru mists of shadow & sanguine .. And the trees bathe in the mystique of Night’s serenade Covet thee my love immortal, for we are hunters of a dream untamed, poetry bleeding into the abyss ... Candle whispers drink a sky of wine, unto where I sojourn — in the caress of your lips, and ache of darkest Moon— Arthur Crow © 2013
Under a Witches SkyAnd lo there he said: "I am darkness rising" — ‘an apparition bleeding into a dreaming skyDistilled in the timbre of windswept voices,black feathers enchant earth in fevered-songMagick ebbs & shimmers thru earthen veins,seething like a migration of hungry wolvesSilvery eyes peer, drinking the ether of souls;watching the spirit world fold into the mistsAnd where Shadows and Witches conjure,— myriad talons beshrew Winter’s prayerFor 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, undressingPools of
Human Nature.Human Nature.The dreamers, The believers And the ambitious achievers.Need the realists to stop them from flying too close to the sun.The realists, The logical idealists And the informed defeatists.Need the dreamers to show them how some struggles can be won.You see I am beginning to get the gist,Of how we all unwittingly coexist.Neither one can ever be dismissed,As long as the reign of mankind persists.As one tries, the other watches.When one flies, the other dislodge
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